Oh, right.Anyway, fate placed us together in a common small city, working with common friends; their associations with us led them to play mass-matchm...ker.We danced around one another at first, as will all new acquaintances, revealing bits and pieces as we spiraled around one another; the information grew more personal as our orbits began to synchronize.We shared hopes and dreams and aspirations, likes and dislikes, rhythms and blues and what-all else, until finally...Until finally, she allowed. Then there was Nat. Nat wasn't a part of the family strictly speaking. He'd just been there forever. He had been best friends with my brother Todd since they were in sixth grade and was as much a member of the family as I was. His one redeeming trait was that he never tried to impose his will on me. Well, not until today.Damn him!I ran my hands through my short hair and decided to let it go. After all, I had a lot of stuff to put away. And fuming over Nat's heavy handed technique wouldn't get. . fuck!”Chloe staggers to her own room, and within minutes she’s enjoying her own massive orgasm, the image of her sweet young daughters fixed in her mind’s eye.A week later, Amy is ordered back to apartment 12E. “No,” she says, “please don’t make me go back there. That man is sadistic.”Mo is unmoved. “Look, I know he’s an asshole but he likes you. I had a talk with the guy, and he promised to treat you right.” Maurice doesn’t mention that the commissioner also promised to pay double the usual. I would lather it up and gently lift and wash his balls and stroke his cock with my soapy hands- careful not to make him cum-then I would take the hand shower and rinse his cock and balls, get him his robe, and he would lean over me while in the tub and bace himself on sink while I dried his foot ( his cock pressed against my face as I did this) , then he would step out,raise his other foot and I would dry that(again he would purposely press his dick against my face and have a cocky smirk on.