She simply felt the need for aman in her life from time to time. Perhaps she had decided thatHarold Mann's proposal was an acceptable long time answer...to arecurring problem.He was not sure she had not conceived of it as being somethingshe was doing for both of them. Barbie had her own integrity, arigid code of conduct as strict as any religious orthodoxy in itsown way. Had she realized what was going to happen to him? Hewanted desperately to talk to her, to find out what she wantedhim to. They'd been camped out watching her. No doubt stifling laughter while they watched her have a private moment with Han."Hey, Jabba." Han pleaded. "Look, Jabba, I was just on my way to pay you back, but I got a little sidetracked. It's not my fault."Jabba laughed and laughed."It's too late for that, Solo." Jabba spat in his deep low Huttese growl. "You may have been a good smuggler, but now you're Bantha fodder."Leia reached down for the blaster at her hip. But, Jabba's pig-like Gamorean guards. Her pussy was gushing fountain of juices and was splashing it around my cock and groin. Her long fingernails were digging into my flesh. She thrust her cleavage into my mouth and as if intoxicated by her aroma and passion, I felt more aroused. I flicked my tongue out to taste it and as a drug it caused my dick to grow bigger inside her. She felt it and gave a loud moan digging her nails more and widening her eyes. Deep inside her cunt, I felt that her soft muscles were tightening around my. When I sat back down I put one of Karen’s prettily manicured hands onto my hard prick to let her feel my own passion. We had exchanged by e-mail and telephone enough, over the last couple weeks, to fill a life time. I was a harsh, experienced Master and woman trainer with a very sexist edge. It turns out that only such a bold, harsh Master could have broken her carapace and stupor and exposed her essential truth as slave.?So this tough, business lady act is all bullshit?? I said.?I know.