"When I didn't say for him to stop he slipped his hand up further and cupped my breast. I moaned quietly and he took that to mean 'yes, keep going'. H... slipped his hand behind me and reached for the clasp to my bra. It took him a second or two but he got it off and let it fall. I slid down off the counter and he led me down the short hallway to his bedroom. He opened the door and I stepped in, he spun me around to him, and kissed me. Once I was laying on his bed, Tommy stood back up and slipped. Time holds no meaning, not here, under his body and within his grasp. My lungs scream for air, unable to draw a full breath. My eyes are heavy, the drug-like state hes induced me in has my mouth opened in a soundless scream. In my grateful stupor while he continues to please me, I look for his gorgeous face again, startled to find it so close to mine. Hes been watching me this whole time. My irregular breathing becomes raspy as I take in his inhuman beauty. I cant believe I was ever afraid of. The warmth of my mouth on her nipple was making her crazy. She was moaning but in controlled manner out of pleasure & I was feasting on her boobs like a small boy enjoying his candy as it was my first experience to suck boobs. I kept on sucking her boobs for a while. Then I started kissing her. Now I sat near her legs then I parted her legs wide. I smiled, as I knew what was about to come. She raised herself on knees so that her cunt becomes fully available to me. I parted her thighs little bit. The fourth was Francis Costello from the local paper. The woman was clearly paired with the star of the bunch, Michael Gordon of the Wall Street Journal. I had the hook. I just needed the bait."Gentlemen, Miss Smith, I am Sheila Schwartz, soon to be Schwartz-Richards. The reason you are in this room is that Sean and I have had dealings of a business nature, which are of interest to your readers, right? Right?" All the heads nodded. "Bullshit. While I agree that this is reportable news, we would.