After that, we moved on the bed. I was on her kissing her and pressing her boobs, after some times, I started undressing her, removed her top, her bra...and pant and panty, she was naked and was looking, sexy with those big boobs and that ass and hairy pussy, I was about to lick her pussy but she stopped me and came over me and like a wild cat, removed my cloths and with one hand grabbed my dick and with other fingered herself. She gave me the best and very hard blowjob ever. I was screaming and. To keep her guessing I gently kissed the back of her neck, being both dominate and sensual at the same time. My free hand soon found it's way under her shirt and to one of her breasts. I kneaded her breast and nibbled on her ear, all the while whispering dirty things I wanted to do to her. She started to moan, and soon I was ready to see what was under her clothes. I let her out from under me, and we moved to the living room. I sat down and told her I'd like to see a little strip tease. . ..”“Sort of, but no, not your leg,” she said. “Mister Steele, you spent a number of years in prison, isn’t that so?” she said.“Well, yes, but I’ve served my time. I’m done!” I said, and I said it forcefully.“Yes, I mean no, I mean, no you have done nothing wrong. I didn’t mean to insinuate...”“Okay, doctor, but?” I said.“Mister Steele, I have to ask you a very personal question. Would that be all right?” she said. I shrugged and nodded. She already knew I was a con, how bad could the question. She only called me Franklin when she wanted something."No! I am not taking a new contract or commission, right now! So the answer is no, whatever it is," I told her firmly."John Royce wants you to do the cover and also a drawing for each chapter. He wants a drawing of a scene from that chapter, as a hint," she said excitedly, ignoring me.I paused. Wow, only probably the best writer of fiction anywhere. Of course he would want something when I had to do something else. I sighed."No," I told.