He was kissing her neck and fondling her body as she moaned. I was hot with jealousy. I wanted to rip the bitch off of him. He pulled off her dress. I...watched helplessly as he licked down her chest kissing the top of her bulging breasts down to the bra covered portion of her tits. He lifted her up against the door letting the whore wrap her legs around his neck. I saw him push her visibly wet pink underwear to the side and bury his face in between her legs. She let him lift her high against the. She had the darker coloring, but with European features and green eyes. She also had a substantial bosom that Andrew would love.Finally, he asked, "Why?" I'm twenty-eight years old, single, and living alone. I have no family. I owe forty-two thousand dollars on my credit cards and I have a student loan to pay off. My rent is nine hundred a month plus utilities. I have no savings. I've been unemployed for almost two years and my unemployment benefits ran out. Every place I've interviewed with. . and I quote... ‘the epitome of narcissism?’”“That’s different. I’m staking my reputation, here,” Phil answered.Dexter asked, “Don’t you think an engineer should stake his reputation on every product he designs?”“I guess he should,” Phil said.Dexter said, “Yesterday, you said that it was stupid.”“It just hasn’t been done,” Phil said.Dexter said, “That’s wrong. John Deere did it. Henry Ford did it. Marconi did it. Westinghouse did it. I can go on all day about engineers who put their names on. Clean it off whore. She obeyed until he was too sensitive to let her continue. He left her to clean herself up as he poured himself a glass of some kind of alcohol and jumped back in the shower. Angel sat up. She dragged herself to the kitchen sink where she quickly splashed water on her body, gently rubbing between her legs, letting the water soothe and clean her. She toweled herself off with a small hand towel before putting her clothes back on and headed around the partial wall to check on.