"So, as I understand it, you didn't simply fire him, you gave him options which would allow him to retire with dignity intact and at full pension. Is ...hat correct?" Yes. Of the two options, that was the more favorable to him, but he did have a choice."Rand was making copious notes as we talked. I liked the guy right from the start. No extraneous chit-chat, and no pointless questions. He had obviously done this before."How did your customers feel about his leaving?" Rand asked."Nothing at all as. “No! No! Put it back. Please, put it back.” He pulled her down from the car and spun her around. She knew what he wanted. He put his hand on her back and bent her over the bonnet. The metal shocked her nipples. But then she was filled again, and the cold didn’t matter. Nothing mattered but the cock buried deep inside her. “Oh, yeah. That’s right. You’re fucking me right. So good. So good.” She had nowhere to go—she was trapped between his hot, hard body and the cold hard metal. Each thrust. She was flushed and out of breath, as she darted in to my first floor flat and I closed the door behind her.“Whatsssup?” I casually asked as Kim plopped down on to my couch.Kim said she was scared, because she had just trashed her boyfriend’s apartment after finding out that he had been seeing another guy. I was stymied. A guy? I knew her boyfriend, Ben, pretty well, but I didn’t know he was gay.“Neither did I,” Kim exclaimed. “That motherfucker is as gay as gay can be.”Now I am not homophobic,. This wasn't an arrangement she wanted to be party to. It wasn't that she couldn't afford it. What troubled her was the consequence of entering into any agreement of this kind with a human. There really was only one solution."You could have demanded so much more," she said teasingly."Really, doll?" said Beatrice's prospective pimp. "It is a percentage. I expect complete honesty from you." And what should I call you?" Al. That's my name. Al." Nice name, Al. Is there any way I can negotiate with.