He pinched them together, near the top, catching my clit between them, I gulped, and panted a little, trying not to cry out. Finally, he let go, spre...ding my lips wide again, making sure the thin layer of fabric from my thong covered my clit, partially holding the lips away from my clit, he began teasing directly over my clit with his finger nail, scraping up and down over the fabric, back and forth, and I could feel an orgasm building already as he teased my clitoris so gently, with such tiny. He didn’t want to add to your problems is what he told her. But Abby did tell me. I made the unilateral decision to come to see you, and well, here I am,” he said. I nodded.“Thank you for that,” I said, quietly said. He nodded.“Sam anything I can do...” He said. I turned back to him and gave him a look. The last thing I wanted to do was owe this guy anything, but it looked like I was not going to be able to avoid owing him.“There is one thing,” I said, “and I hate to ask. I really hate to. His grandfather earned medals in WW1 as a unit commander. He knew what could happen when politicians got out of control.He had to play the political line, as most people in that position do; even I had to and that was one reason I hated the government job so much.He wanted just me but Jenny and Andy ended that thought. His aide did bring two more ice packs for my sore and swelling hands.“I’m her attorney, where she goes I go,” Jenny said loudly enough.“We are her security team; we go as well,”. Not wanting to sit on my laurels, I tried other instruments, eventually doing well enough to be considered pretty versatile.In junior high, I became a jack of all trades in music class. My music teacher stayed with me after school to teach me things that they normally don't teach in music class, like arrangements, the basics of conducting, sight transposition (looking at, say, music written for trumpet--which is a B-flat instrument--and having it play in the correct pitch for, say, an E-flat.