"I just hope I haven't sealed my own fate" she passed the completed document back to Mike. "So, when do I start?" The next filming is in an hour so we...just have time to sort you out a wardrobe and brief you on how to win this. I wish you the very best of luck" He cast one last look over them before he got up to leave. The girls just sat there actually beginning to feel a slight sense of relief. They hadn't known what to make of their dilemma but Mike's sincerity had eased their mind and they. That’s when I really noticed achange in her. She became more dominant and authoritative.She no longer seemed to be concerned about my sexualpleasure when she came home all lathered with her new pussylotion. Many times, she just wanted to be eaten out andwouldn’t let me put it in. After she got her jollies,several times as usual, she’d cross her legs with a drinkin her hand and have me jerk off as I sat beside her. Shewould start me off, and had me continue on my own. . This wasn't a problem in my mind, but when I mentioned this to Jim Davis he expressed immediate concern."I need you to sell the complete line, Ralph. It's fine if you have a large volume on the steak pieces, but selling the complete line is what I need in order to be able to keep your overall costs down. I don't even offer the steak pieces in my shop. Ninety percent of all my shop sales are jerky, and the other ten percent is pepperoni." I told you I could sell thirty cases a week of jerky,. I used all my might, and stabbed him hard as fuck in the back.the man yelled, turned around, and punched me in the face.I fell to the floor, in agonizing pain. The Russian looked over, saw his friend dead, and rushed at me full speed.the knife still lodged in his back.He stood over me, and repeatedly beat me in the face.It was so fucking painful.I blacked in, and out of consciousness.The man, then picked me up by the throat, punched me hard, and spit blood in my face. I could tell the knife cut.