So she suggested more karate and some spiritual time, and less involvement at work. I think if I stick to coding and stay out of ANY operational stuff... that’s possible. And I can keep more flexible hours, as well as work from home, as necessary. The only stress I’ll suffer there is from Penny, who will be annoyed as hell if I don’t accommodate her in some way.”“Your work wife?” Samantha teased.“Something like that, though Liz might actually be a better fit for that role.”“I don’t know any woman. I used to check her out. She had 34 size boobs which used to make me go crazy. On a September night after a couple of drinks with my friends, I was surfing Facebook. I decided to send a friend request to Anita on Facebook. To my surprise, she accepted it within minutes. Then I decided to try my luck and dropped a ‘Hey’ for which she replied with a ‘Hi’.That was a bit of a surprise for me. Then the chat went as follow:Me: So do you know me?Anita: Yes, of course, you are always there at our block. Take your pants off.”My sister looked down at the ground for a moment, motionless. As much as I loved seeing her topless on her knees, I knew I’d enjoy her even more from behind, naked and bent over.“One...two…”“Okay, fine!” Her voice broke on the last word. She stood up and started unbuttoning her jeans. “I hate you.” She glared at me.“Still don’t care,” I said.“I hate you!” she screamed, suddenly lunging at me with fists bared. “I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate—“Heather had either. “Can I cum? Please can I cum?”My answer is to stop. She moans in frustration. I move my attention to her little nubbin and push its hood back with my lips exposing it to my final attack. With the lightest touch I can manage I start to lick the merest tiny end of her clit.“Oh you Fucking! Bastard!” the words come from her through gritted teeth. Unknowingly she has arched off the bed. Still and tense as steel I hold her at the very edge of her little death.“Please. Please! Can I cum? Oh please.