“It’s not just going to be physical therapy,” Liz continued. “You’re going to require occupational therapy, too. I don’t want anything I h...ve happening to interfere with the schedule you’re going to have to set up.”I locked my jaw and a snort escaped my throat.“And what am I supposed to do to pay my bills?” I asked.“What?” Liz asked as though the question was ridiculous.“I’m not going to have a job with you,” I said. “That leaves me without a source of income. I have bills to pay. You told me I. Conspicuous success. Power.So this Cal Ripken Clone I was imagining might get in the door, but he'd still have to show my father that he was more than "just" a ballplayer -- however successful. He'd also have to be a lot of things that, alas, my Dave was not: Urbane. Cultured. Sophisticated.Was my father a snob? I hadn't gone through life constantly regarding him as a snob. He wasn't the kind of snob that is depicted in the movies -- the slightly ridiculous pompous ass with his nose in the air,. Some men just weren’t ready for a woman who already had a family, but she shouldn’t worry. Somewhere, there was a man who would love them both. There was still plenty of time. Jim asked her to dinner one Friday in June, and picked her up at the apartment about six. Timmy kissed her goodbye and then ran back to his game with her mother. The evening was enjoyable. Jim was a nice man, and Mellissa thought she really felt something between them. He walked her to her apartment about eleven and she. "You are going to love this!"Then I felt that huge horse cock as it parted my lips, as it lunged into my tight pussy. He was so big! My pussy was spread so wide and I was so full of his cock as I felt it going deeper as he eased that monster to me. I had my legs spread wide for him as his long horse cock continued to fill my throbbing pussy. He was making me cum as he stabbed me with that monstrous cock! His horse cock must have been two feet long! There I was, laying on a bench in a horse.