More. Do it some more."They fell into a rhythm, Dirk throbbing his cock over and over and Faith answering each time by clamping the walls of her vagin... tightly around him. She frantically held him to her, her fingernails leaving red welts as she clawed at his ass to keep him from pulling out even a fraction of an inch. She began to sob brokenly, tears rolling down her cheeks as the muscles of her abdomen rippled again and again."Oh! Oh Jesus, that's good!" Faith breathed hoarsely."You like. Paula said, "I think it looks awesome." We will do your makeup and youwill look fabulous!"Makeup. Shit. I had forgot about that. If the makeup artist was half asgood as Paula, I knew I was going to look nothing but pretty when shewas finished. How could Amy be doing this to me! Paula walked me toanother room and instructed me to wait for Ellen, the makeup artist.Ellen walked in a minute later and caught me playing with my hair andtrying to see the back of my head."Paula did an awesome job with. ‘Olivia.’ She told him, she could swear that she just got wet from the look he gave her — that was new. Maybe she needed some ‘special’ time with her vibrator. She walked to the front closet and pulled some blankets and pillows out and laid them on the sofa for him. ‘Do you want something to drink? I don’t have anything special — water, kool-aid, tea, coffee, and milk.’ ‘I’m good thanks.’ He told her. ‘Okay well bathroom is through there,’ she pointed, ‘You can watch TV if you like I am going. The walk did me good. When I got back to my room I knew what I had to do and I now had the resolve I needed to get through this ordeal.Getting through Monday and Tuesday was difficult. During that time I didn't answer my phone, I just let voice mail pick up. Susan called once on Tuesday and demanded that I call her. I didn't.On Wednesday afternoon I called Susan at her office. When she recognized my voice on the phone she said, "Jamie, where are you? I've been trying to get a hold of you all.