For the hundredth time I wondered what Bob would do if he knew what I'd just done? But I didn't have long to think about that because Sue wanted me to...satisfy her now. My plan was to orally enjoy her like she'd just done me, but she stopped me with a gesture and said, "I want your load in my pussy this morning big boy." With that said, Sue bent over and gripped the sink and said, "C'mon, fuck me like your little whore, fuck me like that little prick of a husband never could." I think she knew. " Well that's all right; I wanted you to know and to tell me what you wanted to do. I really didn't like him." He didn't say anything else?" He blustered a bit, until I told him I would ask if you would permit me to send him the application package. He said, 'Do you mean Mme Wallace must decide something like that?' I told him that you are very much interested in the quality of work that is done for our clients — you should have heard him snort. And he said something about how you wouldn't have. " She didn't pull away when I hugged her. I let her go and we separated.I gave her the wrapped box from the University bookstore. "You can open it now. It's not a Christmas present."She put the sweatshirt on. She asked, "You're going to law school?" In the fall"She asked, "Brandy or hot chocolate? I have warm pecan squares." I think I better stay with the hot chocolate. It's been a long day."She said, "We can talk later if you're too tired." I'm not too tired for you. I've missed you. You look. One of the staples of a biography was the shots of neighborhoods, cityscapes, and so on. It helped give context to some of what people saw. Somebody had to get those shots, and I was one of those who was chosen, just the thing you need a Production Assistant for.I was given an afternoon to learn how to use the camera. This wasn't the lightweight type you could buy in stores, but the heavier type with all sorts of processing, power, memory, and so on. The thing weighed a ton, but when balanced.