Besides, I always preferred a great can to a nice rack. If, however, the chick happened to have both, it was a major bonus. Betty and I had hung out ...uite a bit since my arrival in town. The year before, I had some majorly strong feelings for her long-distance, but since she chose to be with another guy, I had put these feelings aside. Just when I had gotten over her, we had hung out again while my roommate was out banging his girlfriend. When it was time for Betty to leave – close to. Foster was straight. She didn’t need temptation in her life right now, when things were going so good for her. Well… professionally anyway. Her personal life was another matter. She went to the shower and quietly masturbated under the stream of warm water, thinking about Mrs. Foster’s soft skin, and pretty face. * Lindsey woke to the sound of the shower running. All at once the crazy events of the previous day came crashing in on her. Oh… shit. I fucked two students. I fucked two students. What. He smiled widely at her. She felt a shiver down her spine. This man was beautiful in that Taye Diggs kind of way: cleanly shaven head and face, his chocolate brown eyes were open and friendly. ‘How’s business been?’ Roberto asked, signaling a waitress over to bring another champagne flute. Stephen waved the waitress away. ‘Oh, it’s been good, it’s been good. Revenue’s through the roof and the dancers are doing better than ever. Word has spread that this is the place to be, both for dancing and. Please don't hurt my baby."Jim wheeled and backhanded Sandra across her face. A trickle of blood began to seep from the corner of her lip. "Bitch, shut the fuck up! You no longer have any daughters. They no longer have a mother. You are all my property and nothing more."Jim then returned to Trina and released her restraints. He took her firmly, but not painfully, by her upper arm and led her out of the dungeon. He led her past a large shower room, and stopped at a door marked 'The Kennel.'.