His reply was swift and said he was available and could meet me there if i wanted too. Of course I wanted too, he and his TV friend Paula had taken me...to heights of pleasure I didn't know existed. We arranged to meet the following week in my hotel.It was a long week but eventually I was alone in my hotel room getting ready for Simon as he had asked. I was to dress in more leather, the same trousers and cowboy boots as last time, but this time also a black leather shirt and matching waistcoat. But I couldn't even finish that thought. Yes it was her choice and she was responsible, but... I pushed her. What's more I knew I had "power" over her. Even in the process of getting divorced I knew she wanted to do anything she could to make up for the pain she'd caused me, and I'd used that shamelessly.I certainly wasn't in any disposition to be kind or forgiving... I thought about that. It was true, but who did I still want to punish? Judy or Capote? I'd wrecked his career, no one would hire. “Excellent!” Charles replied. “I’ll see you then.”“I’ll put you through to the Federation media if you can stay on the call.” he offered expectantly.“Sure. Any spin you want on the story?” John inquired.“Its friendly media John. You can say what you like.” Charles said, with a wave goodbye.John waited for a short while until the image of an attractive young woman appeared on the view screen.“Hello Commander! I’ve heard a lot about you.” The reporter said with a warm smile.Calara, Sparks and. She remained still above me. I fucked her with long, deep, hard strokes, up to the hilt. She lifted her boobs off me and looked at me straight in the eyes. Her eyes bulged and she stared at me like she was angry with me. I stared back and fucked her harder. Her eyes narrowed, as did mine. I kept fucking her and I slammed her down onto my cock. I saw her mouth the words, “You bastard.” Her eyes rolled back into her head and as she closed them, she said, “Jesus fuck me yeah.” I had gotten.