Stacy could feel it building inside of her, her breath quickened as she arched her back, moaning louder and louder. ‘You’re going to make me cum!...�� she practically shouted through her moans of ecstasy. Suddenly, David withdrew his fingers. He looked Stacy in the eyes with all the sincerity in the world. ‘I don’t want to make you cum with my fingers. I want to give you the best orgasm of your life, and I want to do it right.’ Stacy gave a sly smile. ‘Then do it. I want you to.’ David moved his. ”“Oh, but you are. First, you are heroes to many. Second, you are both photogenic. Third, you will say things they can use to keep the pot stirred.”He looked at me. “Jar, I know it’s not your way but not responding to them will help get them to lose interest. The worst of them want a response and don’t care what it might be.”“Yes, Sir. I understand that but I’m just not good at walking away from a fight.”Jam grinned. “You usually don’t let others walk away from the fight either.”We all chuckled. " He packed the finished pages into boxes and taped them shut. "It's three-thirty. Murf should be able to get them all done and to the post office before deadline." When I came in at nine and you hadn't started printing -- I thought we were sunk." Well ... I'm good, too; and I know it. I don't have to prove it, Lisa. Neither do you. I think you'd do well to lighten up a bit. Put a little humor in your job. I think it would help your relationship with your subordinates. I think it would help. ” I laughed knowing he was right. So we get to the party, and hang out for 5 minutes. Mike looks around, talks with some girls in the kitchen, and comes back, “damn man Sara is not here.” “Sorry man, maybe another night,” I replied as I grab my keys. “Hope so, you sure you don’t want to stay?” Mike asks. “I am wiped out, and really need some sleep.” I sighed as I headed out. “Alright, later.” Mike said as I left. I open the door, and get in my car. “yes, almost home,” I say as I crank the music.