“I think we’ll go down to U-Haul on Tuesday and see if we can get a small trailer,” Dad continued. “You’ll have to be careful because it won...��t drive the same when you’re towing. Not as good gas mileage either, but ... You are moving back to Seattle, aren’t you?”“Yes. Of course, Dad. Why would you even ask?”“Well, you just got a fat envelope from Lincoln yesterday and it looks a lot like your acceptance packet did last year.”So much had changed since I applied to transfer to the University of. " When you were twelve?" That was more than a bit sick.But Cutie shrugged casually. "Always. As early as I can remember. He would put his fingers in my ass, and let me suck him until he almost came. Then, he would stop me and - if it wasn't too late - he would call his girlfriend and go release his seed in her." Wait - he used you to get it up for her?"Cutie nodded. "Sure. She wouldn't suck him because Jewish law forbids it. But so is pre-marital sex so I think she was just being a bitch. So I. She worked as the Personal Assistant to the head of the lawyer firm they worked in, which was rather sizable for it's employee pool of around 40 people. Millie dealt with all manner of typical tasks, such as setting up and confirming meetings, bringing coffee and documents to her boss Frederick. Fred was about 20 year older than Millie and still happily married with 2 kids, this relieved Millie beyond belief as she had constantly been subject to ogling and sleazy behavior at all previous jobs. But to him it was all part of the role he’d chosen.I looked back up at Simon. One of the gold chains had a state-of-the-art jump-drive hanging from it. He saw me looking and automatically reached a hand to his neck.“What’s that?” I asked pointing. I studiously tried to focus my attention back on my computer screen. I glanced back up. He had a pursed-lip smile that I recognized as Simon when he perceived he had been too, too clever.“That is my life insurance policy,” he said. “If anything ever.