There was a muffled conversation coming from behind a door. As it got slightly louder, the Gunny took his cue. Standing behind the chair he'd claimed ...or his own, the door opened and four men entered. Lawyer, Lawyer number two, Banker, and Executive. Executive is the one who I'll work for. Deb had described the types he'd meet, and so far she was one-hundred-percent on the money.The men crossed the room to shake his hand, another small victory Deb had coached him on, and the Gunny opened the. He wasn’t attacking her, he was hugging her. “I’ll never get tired of you,” he informed her. “I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t want to be, Tessa.” She pushed off his chest and drew back to look at him. He let her but grabbed her hands again, not wanting her to get away completely. “I believe you.” she nodded, “But, I told you at the beginning, I don’t think this is a good idea. It’s not that I don’t like you, I do. And I care about you Conner, but you’ve been here every night for weeks. I can’t. " Y--Yes," said Sally, too frightened to lie any longer. "Yes, that's exactly what I'm doing. Now what are you going to do?" Well, I should call the police and have you arrested. I really should. How dare you come into my neighborhood, my respectable neighborhood, and peddle your doggies without giving me a piece of the action. Either I get my share or you don't do business. Do you understand?"She should have guessed. "But I need all the money I'm earning," said Sally, near tears. "The money is. It demands to be deep inside my warm body. You lift your head from its warm cradle between my thighs. Grabbing my ankles, you pull me forward on the hood until I am lying flat on my back. Using my ankles, you spread my legs wide. The view is magnificent. My feet are still adorned by my black heels. My shapely calves and thighs are accentuated by the shiny black stockings. The expanse of milky thigh above the stocking tops seems even whiter in contrast to the inky black of the stockings. And.