He had the strangest little thing that he did with his teeth and lips and tongue around my right nipple, and as he kept doing it and doing it and doin... it, he stroked up and down my slit and against my clit just right, and suddenly I was begging him to please, please stop, because I wanted him to be inside me when I came.He rolled atop me and positioned himself at my opening. I braced myself for a brutal assault, but he was remarkably gentle, if strongly persistent. I had to reach between us. Sociopaths. Politically Correct Freaks. I have battled all of them at various times during my career at Boston Metro Tech. It hasn’t been easy. And I don’t think it’s over yet. This is my struggle. The struggle of a Boy Genius fighting alone against overwhelming odds. I fight alone. With my resources. I don’t use my family name or money in my battle against the forces of evil. I don’t need it. At the end of the day, a man is defined by his actions and his choices, not how much money he has in. ” We stepped into the cold Seattle rain, laughing in delight at getting a bit wet. Once in the limo, I pulled her into my arms before she could get settled. I kissed her deep and hard again, and was rewarded with a moan in my mouth. I broke the kiss to say, “Clyde, partition up” The privacy window raised up, separating us from our driver. Before that shield was firmly in place, my hards were all over her, squeezing, feeling, man-handling. I reached down to removed her heels, unbuttoning her. She spread her legs as she continued her expert ministrations to my throbbing dick.“Ah, a little magic trick for entertainment I see. Impressive!” I said in as calm a voice as I could muster, jumping at the opportunity to regain some of my composure while Cassie lost her rhythm as she performed her little “magical thong removal” trick under the tablecloth.“There’s someone who’d like to make your acquaintance, Eric.” Cassie whispered in my ear as she pulled her short skirt up high enough to.