Emma made the rounds, and with each letter and package dropped off becamemore and more confident.With only a few minutes in the workday, there was a m...ssage for Emmasaying to report to the office manager.Emma had always been intimidated by the man. He reminded Emma of thecomic book character J. Jonah Jameson, an impression not lessened by thefact his last name was actually Jameson.Emma entered the office, and asked Mr Jameson, "Am I in trouble, sir?" Nope, in fact I got an offer for you," he. The apparitions were upon him now, surrounding him, hissing and whispering foul epithets to him, accusing him of foul complicity. He gasped and held out his arms to ward them off. They closed their ranks, their cadaverous faces thrust into his. Their mouths opened and exhaled a noxious cloud of green gas that reeked and tasted of death. It surrounded him, choking and blinding him. He was nauseated, his stomach heaving as if to vomit all it held, but his throat was choked shut. His bile rose and. Tease me during foreplay but not now. Especially when I can feel you so close.”“So close. Right above the love hole.”“Baby, I’m so fucking wet.”“I’ll like it to be more wet.”“It will be. Just put it in me.”I kept begging him but he kept kissing me and making out with me with his cock right above my hole. I tried slipping it in me with my hand but he was faster than me. He would push my hand away.“I’ll do everything you say. Just fuck me please.”“Everything? You sure?”“Yes I am.”“I’m gonna fuck. I want her to look like Sato-san wants. Young and Japanese.”“Only one way to find out,” I said. “Ask.”“But ... but ... but,” stuttered Ellen, “You would have to ask ‘em face to face.”I wondered, “What’s the matter with that?”“It’s against the rules.” Ellen said.I picked up the Rulebooks. “Show me!”Three days later, she said, “Okay ... it’s an unwritten rule.”“If it’s not written down...”Sato-san said, “It never happened.”High Five.“Yeah ... truck ‘em out. They might not want him.”Ceiling said,.