She spins the dial and opens it. She then very animatedly holds up the key, tosses it inside and closes the door with a definitive latching clunk. I�...m now speechless but grinning at how this game is progressing. She comes back over.“So, I’d like to think we are friends. You helped me, now I’m helping you” she explained. “ that key is now locked up safe and sound. I’m going to help you achieve your goals.” She said. “ as a friend, I’m sure you trust my judgement, right?I looked at her. The law of the state was changed so they now must have the owners signed permission on the application, as you can image Mrs A would never sign. I hope you do the same.”I answered “Jack, we have no need to sell. We have sufficient funds for our life time. I do need your help though. I need a younger Jack to work here. You have devoted your life to this property. I would like you to help find, for Bridget and I, another Jack. Will you help please. You are overdue to retire, however you have the. "Open your mouth, you bitch."She was trembling. She looked at him pleadingly.‘Please’, she said.But he wanted what he wished.‘Open your mouth’, He saidShe opened it. He did not like the smell of her mouth. But even then he pushed his tongue inside. His saliva was flowing. The girl had hard time to swallow his saliva. She could not stand the foul smell of his mouth. But she was scared. She was a poor girl from a poor family. Her salary will be the only income for her family, as her father is. She combed her fingers through her brown tresses.I buckled my belt and slung my bag over my shoulder. She grabbed her bag and gave the room a once-over, checking that everything was in place. "I hope Tim doesn't mind that sex smell," I said."You can ask him when you see him tonight," she said. I opened the door for her and she stepped out, checking both ends of the hall and walking with only the slightest hint that she'd been fucked like a prize mare. As if she could read my thoughts, she gave.