“Nina, do you mind if I try Max?” She lifted a hand and waved. “Go right ahead.” Max looked up at me and said, “Do you want to try fishing?...�� “No, I want to do something else.” He must have seen how horny I was in my eyes because he put the rod and bait away and then swung his chair around so his back was toward the sea. “I guess you want to try this,” he said and pointed at his dick. “Mm, I do.” I knelt before him and took his soft cock in my hand. I loved to start it off like that. The. .. Business, locally was on a surge and competent office managers were at a premium.I was just clicking through the internet newsgroups one night and it occurred to me that I knew JUST the person ... Rather I didn't know her but knew OF her. It was the girl who had worked at a local corp as a sales manager, whose rotten-ass boy friend had posted their sex pics, with her real name and phone number, on the net. Of course only the ones that didn't show his face. She, as I said earlier, had left. Would you like to see it, Princess?" Of course."The film was good at first. It was about a gang who went to a huge meetingof gangs, only to be framed for murder and forced to run and fight theirway home. Along the way they came across a baseball bat wielding gangnamed the Baseball Furies, and it was then that everything changed for me.* Running. I'm not at home anymore, I'm being chased through a town in thedead of night. My feet hurt, my stomach aches from running so far and sohard, but I. “I hope you’re feeling better.”I moved as much as I could, which wasn’t much. Jenny was crouched over me in a position similar to a wrestler pinning an opponent. Also, I felt that special stiffness that only comes with a good beating; each movement caused another bruise to shout out “here” as if at a roll call. I returned the smooch.“Nope. I feel as if I was beaten up by an angry lesbian.” I paused before adding, “Wait, I was beat up by an angry lesbian.”“I’m glad that you can joke about it,”.