"Lisa threatened without really saying what the consequences would be.She didn't have to, because this was all the encouragement Mark seemedto need to...try his very best. "Sorry Lisa, I would like to thank you forbeing such a great supportive girlfriend, even after finding out that Iam nothing but a pathetic sissy. Thank you for helping me be my trueself and thank you so much for even wanting to help me suck this dildo,"Mark said just wanting to cry. Saying these words stung so muchespecially. Using her yardman as a go-between and middleman she began investing in the underworld, receiving silent partnerships in some while receiving nothing but a share of the profits in others. Her available funds, funds unknown to her husband, grew larger and larger in a relatively short amount of time. More importantly, her behind the scenes power and control grew more and more, becoming almost absolute in three different gangs.While all the criminal activity was going on, she made sure she. When she saw my face drop, she laughed again. "Don't worry, David," she reassured me. "I'm going to wank you off. But it's better to get the all over treatment." And she was right. I lay down on the towel and Vanessa straddled my back and began rubbing the cream into my shoulders. I could feel her wet, wide-open pussy slurping around my lower spine. When she had done my buttocks and my legs she slapped me on the arse and told me to turn over. As she straddled my front I ran my eyes over her. "As soon as I finished hollering, I dove for the ground. It was a good thing I did, as a couple of energy bolts cut up the leaves above my head. I grinned that my ploy exposed two more Juicers with functioning beam rifles. I returned them a well aimed piece of nineteenth century lead for their trouble. I sprang to my feet and took a couple of quick steps into the underbrush. At the end of the second step, I heard a crackling noise and someone shoved a white hot poker into the calf of my left.