I mean why apologize? Hey Rebecca, no hard feelings about molesting me.. twice. Sorry about missing our coffee date. Srsly wtf? Anyway, I smiled REAL ...ig, told him no worries!, that with all the extra time he gave me to think about our issue wed have a WAY more productive meeting today than we would have had yesterday. He didnt take that well, blushing like a schoolgirl and getting this really pained expression on his face, like hed suddenly gotten indigestion. So message delivered I guess. I. Uh, Mayoni, can I ask you something? I thought the Hopewell only ran the marriage ceremony once a year." Well," said Mayoni. "That's the modern custom. We haven't had a marriage ceremony at the end of spring for over 800 years. But before that, during the early exploration times, wedding ceremonies at the beginning and end of spring were common. So many people were away on expeditions, the tribe needed two ceremonies to allow for all the schedules." Mayoni smiled and looked at Isabelle. "My. ‘Ooo damn, I can’t wait any longer, fuck me,’ she said, pulling her knees and holding them there with her hands. It certainly was an empowering thing to know that I could turn the normally soft-spoken, reserved, professional lady N into a foul-mouthed, sex-crazed devil with just my mouth. I was in her in a second. For a moment, I thought I was going to pop on the first stroke, her walls were so slick and tight. I had to go slow at first just to get a grip. The feeling was immense as I worked in. ”“But ... But I ... I thought...”Ms. Connor stopped walking in the middle of the parking lot. She pulled my elbow to turn me around facing her. “Don’t think. You’ll hurt your brain. Just do what you’re told.” She paused staring me in the eye, her face just a few inches from mine. “Now...” She spoke slowly emphasizing each syllable. “Get ... In ... The ... FUCK ... Ing ... Car!”With that, she reached down with her free hand and yanked the hem of my dress up to my waist, exposing my ass and.