Below the projector was a stone table on which food and other goods could be placed. Today, there were ceramic mugs and a carafe of coffee.Occupying t...e center of the room was a huge conference table made of polished stone capable of seating twenty people. The table rather than being rectangular in shape was trapezoidal with the broad end open towards the projection screen. There was a seat at the narrow end of the table. This would give each person a clear view of the screen. The table was. ' he told her. 'For real?!' Monique said with excitement. 'I havent played that in so long!' Looking around for his brother, 'i dont know whats taking him so damn long though.' 'Well anyway, I guess imma have to get them out the truck myself. Come help me.' Quincy motioned Monique. When they got to the truck he popped the trunk. It was empty, cause Earl already had taken them to be filled. Quincy closed the trunk to think fast on what to do now. 'Elle Monique how old are you now? 15, bout to. A few tears escaped me as i screamed and every thrust you made a deep satisfied noise in ur throat, it was a****l !! .. You said about your men could only dream of fucking me and carried on till i came again. You then pull my body up still fucking me and grab my breasts .. I know you are about to cum and i beg you to.. You get angry at me making demands and push me against the mirror so my tits are crushed against the cool glass .. U let me watch me get fucked before to turn me around and. ‘I neva’ believed in love befo’… I-I thought wid you would be different. I were wrong.’ Her pain made her lash out. ‘I jess’ Karsh afta’ all I’s dun need o’ want love ifn’ this what it gonna do. Sa’ go…leave…da Karsh were right. All dea’ is be blood an’ lust. I were a fool ta try an’ have anythin’ mo.’ Her words rang false in her own ears. She could have thrown her pregnancy at Jolen, he would never abandon her entirely if he knew. Her pride and fierce dignity prevented her from revealing it.