- - - - - - - - -Jon's curiosity lead him to look into Mattie's history; the informationon the Friends website was limited, but he did find out that h...r degreewas in legal support from City College. Jon had been studying uptown atColumbia while she had been at City. There were several pictures, butmostly shots from a phone, and whoever was making the photos seemedclose since her smile was always nice. He did note that Mattie was aboutfour inches shorter than himself, and she had blonde hair in. The problem was, the Ruling Class was getting old. Old men and old women, steeped in power and privilege, were dying. They were Law Makers and law makers must make laws ... they did.Passing laws that do not apply to themselves ... or their spouses and children.Arranging wars to remove the best of the opposition and doing it under the title of "Duty to God and Country."No Sir..."The people must not be able to defend themselves against their duly elected officials." Once the ability for self. And he'd give her a good punishment for changing the rules halfway through the game. That would teach her.Actually, no, it wouldn't. She'd secretly enjoy the punishment, pretend to be good for a little while, and then pull the same sort of mischief.There she was. He spied a pale, delicate foot peeking out from under the coffee table and crept towards it. His hand flew out, curling around her ankle and yanking her out into the open, enjoying the startled scream that escaped her pretty pink. It was like she had waited all of her young life for today, and it wastheirs and theirs alone."Suck it," he invited with a low choking growl wanting to see his cock slowlydisappear between her wet lips down her throat. He imagined he could feel her smallwhite teeth nibbling and biting his quivering pole. He moaned in anticipation as hestared unashamed into her enormous blue eyes."Not yet, darling. Let's go into my bedroom." Her eyes teased him. "There'ssomething I want you to do. I'm sure.