Who analyzed. A lot. But I still couldn’t figure out what it all meant. So I was really looking forward to seeing John later that afternoon. I mean ...t wasn’t John’s fault that the first appointment – the one for 3 days after BTS – had to be cancelled or postponed or whatever. He had to go help that girl in Colorado. Let me back up and explain things. When I got home the afternoon after the little L-E-Z event at BTS (the one I described earlier, the one to get us all better tips from the men) I. Goddess got to her feet and taking his hand, guided him onto the comfy, towel-covered therapy couch. She kissed him long and hard before starting the massage. He'd had been treated to a few of her massages in the past and he loved how it enabled him to relax. He also knew for certain that it wasn't going to be 'just' a massage! The wine was starting to take effect and before he knew it he was drifting away very nicely, completely lost in the glorious sensations he was feeling across his body. Her pale-white bottom was drooping slightly, but Charlie actually like that kind of imperfection in females that he trained to take it up their ass without complaint. His many years in jails and prisons had perfected his resentment and revenge for being on the receiving end of similar treatment. In his mind, he was simply paying his treatment forward to the young girls and women and it certainly helped to keep them in line when push came to shove.As he plumbed the depths of the new girl’s. It wasn’t just the humiliation. Robin’s father had promised Ivan a position in his Wall Street investment house after graduation. There were two conditions: marriage to Robin and an Ivy League sheepskin. Ivan was certain that the job offer would not survive past August if the missing biology credits and elusive diploma were not in hand. He was sure that Robin would have no part of a life that lacked the security of that lucrative fiefdom in the family empire. Ivan took a look at the scrap of.