Her ex, Jake Grant, seemed like a great guy at first, but he was the complete opposite. He was controlling and manipulative. Jake was a complete nerd,...a gamer, but he had an idea of how he wanted Annabelle to act, dress, and speak. The only way she could do right by him, was when she was doing what he wanted, playing the games that he had been obsessing over for most of his life. Still, no matter what, she always came in second place to a fantasy world and fictional people that only existed on. "Please have a seat and we can begin the interview," Ken said.I smoothed out my dress in back with my right arm and sat in the chairKen put out for me, crossing my legs."I see by your resume, you've never really worked as a personalassistant before. What makes you believe you can handle this positionwith us?" Carman asked."Well, I'm very organized, I can take dick-tation and I really needthis job. You see, I'm in financial difficultly and this job is my onlyhop," I said."I see, you got yourself. Dark eyes peered up at his face, curious and intent. No longer in the mood to grin, he lost himself in her eyes, picturing a universe of darkness sprinkled with distant stars. ‘I love you,’ he whispered helplessly, quite aware of the power he gave her with the statement. She’d never taken control of that power, although he’d said it many times before. She only smiled, and his relief had always been mixed with sadness Lust tightened, and he felt his balls shrink up toward his plunging cock. Her. Kim pulled me into her arms and said, ‘You are going to do that for me some day too, aren’t you? When I find a husband. But not yet.’ She repeated, ‘But not yet,’ and gave me a searing kiss. We walked out to bikini clad bodies everywhere, and Erica making margaritas. Clemmie came up in the skimpiest outfit I’d seen and said, ‘Get a drink, I have a report for you. From the hostler and field assistant.’ She tried to punch me, but I caught the hand and wrenched it around her back. My teeth.