A SHORT HISTORY OF ME To tell my story, my unbelievable story, my fall from grace, my complete and utter humiliation, my loss of dignity and my ultima...e complete sexual satisfaction, I must let you know who I am as a person. My name is Felicia Jefferson, a name that goes all the way back to my ancestor’s white master hundreds of years ago. I am 40, 5’6′ tall and my figure is 38D-28-40. Obviously my breasts have been the center of attention since I was a teen. They are both a blessing and a. No bullshit stuff such as love. Glad that I could find Joseph, who understood my feelings and immediately was on board when I revealed my intentions.I woke up very late today at around 11 AM as I couldn’t sleep last night. I received a text from Joseph yesterday in the evening. The message says that he is back in town and wants to meet me the next day. I just couldn’t control my happiness. All the wonderful moments we had spent together came before my eyes in a swift motion. I laid down on my. " That's what Stan said," J.C. said with a laugh. "Actually, I think it was word for word. He about shit when I told him to make a counteroffer – seven years, $120 million as long as the money I left on the table was used to sign other players to long-term deals." You're kidding me," Brock said."Man, I got plenty of money," J.C. said. "I'd like nothing more than to put this team in a position to win every year. The fans finally came back to the ballpark in the past couple of years. I want them. I worried that they might fall for each other,or Wendell might fall for some other guy. And Wendell was mine! Istill want him!Yet I hadn't thought of an alternative, not yet. And I had to.Because I do love fucking Craig!Craig changed his rhythm and lunged up at me, so I shoved back down onhim as hard as I could. Our juices squeezed out of me yet again. Thatswollen piston now seemed to be jammed in me airtight, immoveable, so Iclenched down on its base and rose and fell on it, and found it.