I knew this because I had already read the course book. When it was all said and done, I had to attend a class on both Tuesday’s and Thursdays, whil... my uncle got his $100 back. Something didn’t seem quite fair, if you asked me. For the next couple of years, summers seemed to take on the same pattern, with my uncle using his little $100 bill trick until people started recognizing my name when I would enroll for a class. After that the professors would usually just sign the waver without. “Henrietta, I need you. You make life worth living as far as I’m concerned. I mean it, girl; I mean I really mean it.”“You are my man, John Michael Steele. Never doubt it. It will be my job to take care of you for as long as I live,” she said.The big man leaned back on his throne and waited for the door to open. Jennifer Connolly had carte blanche anymore when it came to having access to the richest man in Phoenix, hell in the state. She rapped twice on the door and entered.“Have a seat, lady. I was even wetter than I’d realised. I rubbed myself eagerly, until I was on the brink of an orgasm, then eased off, barely touching myself for a while, running my fingers through my moist curls for a bit, teasing myself, bringing myself to the edge of orgasm then stopping, just the point of no return. I edged like this for most of the film. My boyfriend had put his arm around me easing it up inside my jumper, and under my top. His finger-tips caressed nipples, which were as hard as I knew his. Maybe I'm going to fall in love." With her or with what she's doing to you?"I said, softly, "I don't know."****That night I slept with the panties and garter on. My sleep was restless;Chuck said the next morning that I had tossed in my bed and babbled in mysleep. The only word he could make out was "servant."I didn't take the garter off at all, in fact, except when I showered thenext morning and carefully shaved my armpits and then my legs. My legsaren't especially hairy, but the difference.