Scott didn’t realize that, of course. And Emma certainly hadn’t. The White Queen could only achieve orgasm by knowing she was taking something tha...t didn’t belong to her; Jean knew that once Scott and Emma had become a couple the only way Emma had been able to cum was by resorting to petty theft. The need to take made her horny as hell and despite all Scott did (and he was an amazing lover, both women would agree on that!) he couldn’t get Emma to spray all over his cock unless she had taken it. I wonder what he’s dealing for in prison?” Stan chuckled.“I never met this Robbie guy, what’s he look like?” Jennifer said.I got his picture from my phone and showed it to Jenn.“He’s going to be somebody’s girlfriend in prison,” Jennifer said, causing Stan and I to both laugh.“She’s a real pistol, isn’t she Rich?” Stan said.“Yeah, Jennifer is THE BEST REALTOR in my Stockton office,” I said, boosting Jenn’s ego, causing her to slap my shoulder.“Well, let me make a couple quick phone calls and we. Then she storms at me for breaking up the affair. As if that is not enough, she complains that I am not being randy enough! And boy, did she blow her top when our daughter let it slip that we were using protection. And now, she is mad that... I guess it all began when I sold my Jag for a 1987 model Harley-Davidson, complete with the leather gear and helmets and stuff. Then again, nothing would have happened if I had not decided to pick up Lisa, our daughter, when she decided to move back in. But I'mnot."Oh god, I wasn't going to win this argument. "Like I said..." she placed the palm of her tiny warm hand on mystomach. "I..." her fingertips burrowed underneath the terrycloth towel."...need..." she thrust her hand all the way down to where flesh metflesh. "you..." I never did.-----40 minutes later:Jamie and I laid in the bed in awkward silence, trying to avoid eyecontact with each other. "I've got to get going. I'm going to be late as it is..." I said, risingup out of the bed,.