. Mhnot exactly..."Synthia wasn't bothered. Even though it still wasn't too comfortable for her. Sometimes, to be able not to question herself, Synthi... wouldn't mind to be taken by force. Knowing that, Mike was kind enough to not deny her this pleasure. He would gladly violated her on his own terms. Sometimes.But these other times, Mike preferred to be stumbled over his silly fetish-things. He'd love to hear her mumbling the words throughout the fellatio process. She was kind enough to not deny. She would be the woman I'd have for the rest of my life; or so the story was supposed to go.Melanie Parks was a moderately pretty girl. She was moderately smart as well. She had medium length brown hair and blue eyes. She had extremely nice, although not giant breasts. Her ass and legs were world class though from running track for most of her life. She was extremely average or perhaps just a shade above. Melanie was one of the sweetest, but also most romantic women I knew. What attracted me to. ’ ‘And?’ ‘I’ve never asked a bank or an attorney for a reference and am not about to start now.’ ‘I see.’ Kitty read only the reference from the CEO of Delaney’s last employee. ‘Hmmm. Do you know you way around Manhattan?’ ‘No.’ ‘Don’t you see that as a problem in seeking a job as a chauffeur?’ ‘Not with global positioning technology installed in the vehicle, no.’ ‘Well Delaney, you dress well, look healthy and attractive and appear to be very intelligent and you say you are an accident-free. “Thank you.” He lifted my body up and spun me around into a hug. And as much as I hated him, I wrapped my arms around him and cried into his shirt, letting him run his fingers through my soft hair and soothe me. “I’m sorry babe.” He wiped my eyes and sat me down, reapplying my make up, and fixing my hair back to normal.“Come on, lets get you back to class.” He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and helped me as I walked painfully out of the janitor’s room in front of him.All of the lunch ladies.