She said that she wasn't a pimp, and wanted nothing in return but friendship. I again just looked at her. She was pretty, and dressed in very expensiv... clothes. They were sexy, and very classy. And she had an air about her, that said she was in control of her destiny."Finally she handed me a card, a business card. It had only her first name, Carolann, and a telephone number on it. She said, think about it. And, if you're interested, call the number, leave a message, and I'll get back to you.. .. what the hell? What in the hell is she doing here?" Hartwell asked staring at a naked Bee, asleep at the foot of his rack."Sir, Prime Lucie was in command. You stated that you wanted me to alleviate all the females’ stress. She was extremely stressed when you came here. Prime Lucie, advised me that, if I allowed her in here with you, that her stress would dissipate." Johnathon explained. "As you can see it did."Hartwell could only roll his eyes; Lucie was far smarter than he'd given her. As i kissed down lower his moans became more louder. When i got down to his penis I was welcomed with alot of precum dripping from his member. As i licked it all off i looked at him and we began to kiss pastionatly again. He tasted his precum on my tongue and that turned him on even more. He told me to lie down on the bed, I did. He went to his bag and once he came back he had a bottle of lube. He lubed up my ass i lubed up his penis. Once he was at the entrace i was begging him to fuck me. As. The police do exist, and even a military, but both are on the payroll of the rich and successful in this city.Not that you'll have to concern yourself with such things kitten. The deals of lions aren't too much of a concern to a small thing like you, doing your best to survive in an unforgiving society, so many powerful people seeing you as a fine snack or potential pet. While I'm certain some of you would love to roll over and be taken care of in such ways, this story is designed to be played.