Your friend, Mr. Johnson would have been selected himself had he not been such a veteran of the markets. You see, he's a bit of a hero to us. We've wa...ched his trend setting and trend reads for a while now, seeing how others may try to follow him. We've used him as a barometer." Curran finished, knowing he had stunned her with the revelation they knew of her love."People who deal in the number of stocks he does, not so much as their dollar value, but I reiterate, the NUMBER, are not lost on us.. .all you do is go to their door, agree a price , the draw a curtain across the window and away you go..Towards the main canal and where the bars are, the girls are stunning, young and (if you like that sort of thing) desirable. However, as you go several streets back, their charms have somewhat faded in the passing of the years if you know what I meanSo there I was, wandering around looking, and wondering how I'd look in some of their outfits, when I saw a tallish Soth American looking girl.. Whenever the two of them had found other lovers for the night, they always repeated the same scene afterward. Neither was ever serious, but George enjoyed tormenting her and calling her names as much as she enjoyed the suffering at his hands. He played the roll of injured husband and she the role of the unfaithful wife: he would shout at her, call her names and she would respond to the whip of his tongue, each painful word a delightful slap at her buttocks. Even now, she could feel herself. I slapped her face and ordered her to get down from the sofa.Still coping up with the pain, she got down from the sofa and sat at my feet like a good dog. I then told her to worship my feet facing me. She got in front of me and took my right leg into her hands. She lifted it to her mouth, smelled my feet.Then she started sucking and licking my toes one by one without breaking eye contact. It was a heavenly feeling to get your toe worshiped in that manner. She was alternating between my feet,.