We got back to our hotel room and fucked one final time in another country and went back to the states. me and jenny still felt empty we needed someth...ng..jenny bought literally tight fitting pants,skirts,shorts and booty shorts it worked. Jenny was at her home her kids spent the summer at her mothers her husband was a office jockey. i would often go over there to have sex with Mrs Patterson. we continued our secret life through the summer. Jenny also had some other nice features some very nice. I cried out because it hurt a little bit. He smiled and kissed me and said its ok, he said it would hurt a little bit but not much as he had already opened it up earlier. Then he lifted himself up so that my bottom was up in the air and my hole was right under his thing.He RAMMED himself down on top of me, his thing pushing inside my hole it pushed me down on the bed, then I stopped going down as I was hard on the mattress but he kept driving down, deeper and deeper inside me. I screamed as I. Turning, there was Terri giving me a big smile. Sweet thing took one look and split.Now I was really pissed."What do you want Terri, feel like slapping somebody?" I poured it on, no mercy."No," she flushed, looking down. Then working up her courage, she flashed her deep brown eyes trick at me and said, "No, I, uh, I just," she hesitated, then said, "Wanted to, uh, wanted to talk to you."No way I was going to drown in her eyes. I just looked at her coldly and waited.Then, with ice in my voice,. The conversation migrated to some of the problems the men were having in business. Much to their surprise Amber jumped into the discussion.Amber said in a soft tone, “I was reading a book by Clay Christensen of Harvard on disruptive technologies. From your discussion, it sounds as though you’re facing the need for a paradigm change of the underlying technologies in your businesses, much the way Kodak should have done when faced with digital cameras – that they invented, by the way. They didn’t.