My hand was going up and down and massaging her pussy. She was very wet. She then started unzipping my trousers zip and put her hand inside and grabbe... my penis from over the underwear, she tried to pull my penis out but could not. She hinted me to take it out. I pulled my penis out and now she was holding it. She was going mad about the penis. She was playing with it while kissing my lips. She started to stroke it up and down. I then pushed her head down. She went down and kissed the penis,. I looked across the table at Becky. I loved her new look, but there was something else I couldn't put my finger on. Then I got it. She looked happy. As I have mentioned before, Becky was not usually a happy person. She was always upset at something. Now, she simply seemed happy. I pointed this out to her."How do you feel, Becky?" I asked, "How do you really feel?" I feel so good; I feel so free," she replied. "I don't know why. When I was sitting at the salon, I thought about it a long time. I. You're shy."Generally, maybe. But that's not the story here."Are you afraid of me?" Of course not. But you should be afraid of me." You have to understand, my blood was boiling at this point. And as much as I loved, er, liked the sound of her voice, I knew I had to get rid of her fast."Should I?" Yeah." I briefly considered putting her on hold so I could call and see if Wendy was at her desk -- I didn't want to have to go all the way over there if she was out, especially since I'd probably be. Pay off another debt, whatever it is, you wind up in front of one of the loan agents with us. They aren't just going to fork over the dough; I mean let’s face it, if you had property or anything of value you would have sold it already. Nope when you get to the point that you come to these guys it’s because you are in a state of desperation and unfettered with any possessions of value. These guys are going to size you up run a few medical and physical tests do a little compatibility matching and.