I was waiting on the steps going into the parking lot where I always was when he dropped me off at home. I could hear him arguing with someone. He was...on his phone. He sounded really angry and was yelling."Fine you wanna be a fucking bitch then Ill fucking fight alimony!"He saw me sitting there and hung up on her."Sorry about that Jasmine." It's ok. My Dad says that she is awful to you." Yeah, well I don't wanna talk about it ok?"I smiled and got in the car. He started to pull out of the. "Yeah, she should know more about the court and prison system than me," he admitted."Thanks and start working on your nerdy blackmailer persona," I suggested."Oh trust me, I have been giving it a lot of thought," he said with a laugh. It sounded as if they were all looking for kicks, not retribution, but that was okay. If the results were right, I didn't give happy damn what their motivation was. Like the man said, I'm no psychologist."Hey Jen," I said after I got past the receptionist. "Why. Marisa Sanchez had not grown up in an American suburb. She hadn't gone to university. She did not think like anyone I'd ever encountered before.She'd been born in Cuba. Her father, a soldier in the Cuban army, had died fighting in Africa when she'd been five. She'd been raped by two boys when she'd been twelve.Her little brother had died on the raft she and he had been travelling to America on. She was fourteen at the time. She'd gotten places on the raft for the two of them by sleeping with a. I started kissing his neck, I just want to grab his fucking cock, but I still wasn’t sure it was happening yet or not! He let go of my dick and took my hand and put it in his Boxers, his cock felt big and really thick, with a lot of veins, he was cut. I started stroking him and he started to breathe faster, I lifted the blanket and went underneath, I put my lips on his cock head and he gasped, the feel of his hot cock on my lips was amazing he was really thick and I could feel the distinct.