“No one else can tell you what to do again, darling. Only Damon and me. We’ve stopped taking orders from those dumbass human politicians except wh...en it suits us. That’s up to your discretion ... and sometimes ours. Frankie’s your mentor, and from the looks of it, your future moon-mate, but she’s not that bossy. Not on purpose or consistently, at least.“If she ever gets that way, just tell her to her face. She’ll respect you more for that. She might bite and claw you while fucking you, though.. The announcer brings the microphone up to his mouth to say I have lost, so I tell Jerome to try one more time! He backs his cock almost all the way out, then pushes it back in again. I watch between my legs as eight inches go in, then ten inches, then twelve inches. I did it! Jerome nods his head at the announcer and he tells the audience I just won the two hundred dollar prize! Jerome starts withdrawing his monster from my pussy, so I yell at the announcer, "Give me another hundred and I will. Do you have ratings for the X?" he asked."No, but that's now high on my list of things I most want to do." she responded wistfully."Well, Bill is an instructor," Wainwright answered vaguely, then, "I hear you're out of work for the moment?"Eileen felt her face heating up. "Uh, yes, Sir..." No 'sirs' in this room," he said with a grin. "Frank works just fine." Uh, Frank," she stammered, lost for a second, "I'm trying not to worry about work until after the holidays. I have a couple of places in. My irritation was already starting. I got to cool off in the sower then get dressed for work. One more workday until after New Years. ++++ Eric 4:37am. Again darkness still covered the room. Her steady breaths could be heard on the other side of the bed. This time, no whistling. I had been a constant wreck for months and there she was, sleeping away like nothing was going on. The big fat elephant sat right on top of me, carefully avoiding her side of the bed. It knew where the pillow line.