Adrenaline giving me a high, I stand there with my legs apart, staring at Bob while his head is spinning, wondering just how fired I am. That ought to...garner some kind of reaction. To my absolute disbelief, he simply stands back up with wobbling legs, straightens his tie, wipes off the drop of blood running down the corner of his mouth, and continues on his way to wherever he was off to. After a few deep breaths, I calm down enough to ask a lady sitting down at her assigned desk who saw the. Memat andI have agreed that we will not speak his original name ever again. And henever used it in this diary, so that's the end of that. Of course, we hadto report him as deceased in the wilds of my county, so all the legalmatters will be worked out with that understanding. Anyway, the businessdeal was successfully transacted before we departed and now Memat and Iare wealthy beyond our dreams. We will have to share some of this goodfortune with our NeeNee. When we get back there -- it. She pushed his pants down his legs and frantically pulled his briefs down to his ankles, too, wanting to see his dick.. Alex pulled her slip up and over her head and moved her gently down onto the bed. He pressed two fingers against her panties and felt them slide between her lips. His fingertips were engulfed by her pussy lips and he could feel her hot juices seep through her lace onto his fingertips. He groaned again and pressed his fingertips gently against her entrance, loving the way she. "Can I call you when I get back from my tour?" I don't know, we'll see. Maybe. Probably." Can I send you messages through Sara while I'm on tour?" she asked."Don't push it." I warned."Can't help it," she said with a shrug. "I'm a pushy bitch." And your language doesn't get any better," I chided."Bad influences ― what can I say?" She shrugged again but seemed a lot more relaxed."We can talk when you get back," I said. "But no promises." I can take that," she responded."Right now it's the best I.