One or two quick fucks here and there and James was broken, nothing like a quick fix compared to breaking the will of a pubescent teenager. Still, Jam...s had his bonuses; he always had an insatiable appetite for sex and all things to do with it. Looking after this seven year old boy would also have its advantages; he could coax the boy into doing things, as he had already proven when he had convinced the boy to remove his underwear, he guessed that was what the master wanted when he had assigned. Less a question than a statement, Jerry asked, “I killed him?”“Yessa, ya killed em. Da cracka and da dealer.”Jerry’s stomach clenched at the idea of having killed two men. The action caused a wave of pain to shoot through his body. He must have killed Kenny when he threw him to the street. Jerry said, “I didn’t want to hurt anyone.”“Sheet, ya saved ma life,” the old man said while shaking his head at the memory of that afternoon. Jerry had stepped between him and the gun stopping a bullet in. "Sit back in the chair and open your legs - wide."Sigh. So much for my intuition. I move back on the seat and open my legs. This causes the chair to tilt backwards which in turn tilts my tits and pussy upwards."How's this?" I ask.Raymond takes a step back to get a better view but shakes his head, dissatisfied. He leans forward, grabs my ankles and places one of my legs over each of the well padded arm rests. I am now fully exposed, legs splayed wide with one high heeled shoe dangling either. But may be I can impress her with money, "I've always fancied having a decanter of malt whisky in the office. It'll probably never get drunk, but the idea of sharing a small dram with a colleague at the end of a long day... Just like the movies, you know, jackets off, ties loosened, only the desk lamp on, and a meaningful few words before we go home..."She smiled, and I bought the glassware.Then I took her to lunch at a Chinese near the University where I'd eaten one evening last week so I knew.