It actually goes pretty smoothly. It helps that I’m a lawyer; I’ve warned him about showing any personal affection, and I tell everyone he’s my ...client with a kind of knowing look. Hugo does his act well, and although it’s taken most of the day—my God do government offices move slow!—we’re on our way home with the whole package in hand and I’ve got a big smile on my face.Hugo wipes it right off. “Will we go now to place where I may find work that will bring me money?” he asks.Once I get over my. As a teenager, I had even had a crush on him. I never let him know it, of course. Nat was 6 years older than me and even as a teenager, I knew it was a futile girlish dream.He had always been there though, allowing me to cry on his shoulder. He had even rescued me from becoming a victim of my own teenage recklessness by pulling an overly amorous boyfriend off of me just before "No" became rape. But above and beyond all of that, Nat was really good company. Well, he was when he wasn't acting. He began pounding deeply into her again, and she moaned with each thrust."You've been in this position before, haven't you?" It-it's my favorite." she huffed between thrusts.Rolly took a chance and smacked her on the ass.That brought a louder moan."So that's what you mean by wimpy. You like it rough, you like a little pain."He smacked her again and got another moan out of her.He gave her five more hard smacks that reddened her ass, and by the fifth one she was screaming in pleasure and shaking. He followed the car for ten minutes and saw it stop next to a lady, most probably his wife. They started driving and after a minute drive they stop and got in a house, looked like they live here. Anthony beeped the horn of his car and the guy came out and looked scared. Anthony had a video footage of the punching incident and showed him the footage. The guy started crying begging for mercy, did it for doctors, the nurses didn't let the opportunity get away, he was ready to do anything, anything.