"I climbed into the back seat then gave him the street address to my apartment. As the cab rushed along the streets I knew so well, my mind searched f...r more answers. It found none. I looked out almost vacantly at the buildings and stores as they rushed by the cab's window and everything seemed to me as it must have seemed to Dorothy when she was in Kansas. Everything was colorless. My whole world was now in black and white. Only after Dorothy had found Oz was there any color for her, and only. It gets rid of all the frustration he has thinking about your ass," Anna said as she finished dialing."You're sick!" Joyce screamed as she riveted her eyes on Marv's exposed, hairy chest."Hello, Ken? This is Anna. Listen, your mother's over here and says she's dying for your cock," Anna said, looking at the horrified woman as she talked."Don't!" Joyce pleaded, wringing her hands as her eyes widened in horror."You'll be over in a half-hour? Good! We'll prime her up for you," Anna said as she. It bodes well that my hair is kinky, which falls in line with my new lifestyle and lustful attitude. I work in the financial sector, holding a very high ranking position within my company which gives me the freedom to travel around the country, which allows me to dampen my new found insatiable lust on my many excursions. As a high ranking professional I needed to be extremely careful about my chosen lifestyle, so at first, I kept my professional life and sex life as two separate entities. My. It was that era that shaped myvalues. From my blessed mother, may God rest her soul, I learned that itwas men's responsibility to protect women and to keep them from harm. Ihad no time for women personally, but I never forgot that lesson. When Ibecame head of the FBI I purged the bureau of women, who I believed weresafer at home tending to the needs of their husbands rather than gettinginvolved in such matters. And from that time until my apparent death, theFBI had no female agents." Some would.