I don't know when we'll see you again. Sorry, David..."We talked for as long as she had before their pickup arrived, and another set of lovers went aw...y from me.I laid in bed for hours that night, in some god-forsaken, crossroad, somewhere far from anywhere, reflecting on the blessings I'd lived through, and how they all seemed to turn on me, one way or another.Beth Ann died right beside me in the Tahoe, when the mob sent their killers after us. Jack helped me kill those who had a hand in her. He kissed them and sucked them while his hands mauled the other one. He poked my tender skin with his mustache, and my vagina stirred at it.He could not stop himself and untied the knots on his hose and lowered it enough to reveal his manly prowess. I looked down at him and was amazed to see a thick and pulpy organ. I had never known how it would look but only heard from my friends while they blushingly shared their secrets.They would only mention how much they enjoyed the tall pricks of their. S? sorry. But???But what, Miss Jones? You can do it and you will do it. What would you prefer, darling? You prefer that you’re back at home with your parents, slave labouring in some shitty job or other? Or you prefer that you are with me, one of the most powerful women in the whole of the country? Which is it, Kim? Which????I? I, well? I much prefer to be here, working with you, Miss Rich, Ma’am.??Perfect! And that’s exactly what I thought, Kimberly. Perfect. See? I knew you’d be the ideal. Obviously, I make allowances, but not for a classroom or dojo. By the time they’re teenagers, they ARE adults, despite what these over-protective parents think. I know the trend in society is against me, but I’m going to do whatever I can to affect my little corner of the world.”“Just be prepared for some grief. On the plus side, they can’t run to Jim and complain, so you have six months to work it out. On the downside, they could pull their kids from the dojo.”“They could. But if I connect.