Her fingers were light and caressing, bringing me more pleasure than had she been making love to me with her whole body. I drank in her lushness, her ...iving, her generosity. I hurt so much inside for wanting to make her mine. My desire made me greedy and I started asking questions. I wanted to know her. I wanted to know everything about her. I wanted to flood my mind and soul with knowledge of her. And so I asked…once, twice, three times. I hungered for every corner in her soul. And my craving. “Don’t mind them, it’s not often we get real lookers in here” he halfway laughed. “And don’t you worry none, you’re safe here.” Holly was started her Bacardi and Coke (very heavy on the Bacardi) when Max and two other guys walked in. Max immediately recognized Holly, and she looked just like the pictures she sent him. “Damn she’s or he is hot!” he whispered to his friends. Holly turned on her bar stool and watched the men approach. “Hey Holly!” Max exclaimed. “Ya made it, great. Well this is. Maybe mid to late20s, auburn hair, tailored skirt suit. My face began to burn withjealousy: she was the perfect bait for my Boss!"Are you feeling alright Melissa?" my boss casually enquired as I servedhis drink."Quite Sir, thank you for asking." I forced a smile, but Oh was Iseething with jealousy. He knew quite well how I would feel and I knewthat this was just another one of his games.I sashayed my way across the room to Ms. Casey, wiggling my ass as muchas possible to showcase to my boss. ..Hello, mother. Hello, sister.Decided to wait up for me?Were you worried? I mean, when I told you about the boy who forced me to godown on him, you laughed, then you forced me to wear girl's clothes and goout with another boy, so its a little hard for me to believe you wereworried.Ah, I see, you were hoping I'd share how my night went with James?All right, all right. I'll dish.When I saw him, I feared the worst. I mean, the man is huge! He could snapme like a twig if I tried to put up a fight,.