. and when you purr!”“You think I’m a cat? Well, I will show you my fangs and claws, if you aren’t careful!”“Promise?”“What shall I do...with you, Mikhail Petrovich?” she asked with a smirk.“I can think of a few things,” I replied.“In all seriousness, I enjoy teasing with you, even when it’s very naughty!”“Compared to what we’ve done?”“Perhaps not!” she replied lightly. “May I change the subject to something more serious?”“Yes.”“Have you heard anything more about Angie?”“No, and I really don’t. ." She trailed off.I couldn't take it any more. "No, no Kate," I said, gripping her gently yet firmly by the shoulders and looking into her eyes. "It's not you. You're fantastic, the best girl I've had in... Hell, in my whole life! You're great, and you're trying so hard to please me. It's not you, it's me." As this cliché slipped out, I inwardly cursed myself for being so chicken-shit. But I still wasn't ready to admit what the real problem was.She looked back up at me, her hair wild,. "Now Mrs. Davidson, how can I be of service to you and your husband?" he asked."Well, Mr. Sarantos, as you know, business around here has been slow. This slumping economy has hit everyone hard. And especially businesses like ours that are not essential, but rather luxuries or indulgences. When people are out of work, the last thing on their minds is a new lawn or pool installation."So our business has been hit especially hard. Right now my husband is out overlooking one of the few jobs that we. .I like ownerships and she was constantly taking of ownership…and I was like I am yours too and I want you all for myself. I will not let get you married to someone..You are only mine..That moment was of high tension..I took her that way and threw myself on the bed and crushed her more with her boobs crushing into me and with the pressure of the bed below she now grasped for some breath before again kissing me more and lip locking herself..Oh I was in 7th heaven as I was gyrating my dock on her.