She had enough coming in her these last couple of days without my adding God’s juice to the mix.Fuck it.I’ll drink the water from the shower head.... started on my trek to hellish oblivion and thoughts of interrupting Candy’s choir when I noticed her satchel.That was the thing about Candy; she carried a fine leather satchel. Wait…it was actually—a shoulder bag, that’s it. Okay, so satchel wasn’t the word. Fucking forgive my lack of accurate description when I’ve got pussy and God on my mind. So,. I unbuttoned a couple of upper buttons from my shirt, showing more tits and more cleavage, still looking him in the eyes, smiling and saying “Look, if you follow all of my instructions, and do exactly as I tell you, I will let you walk out of this door clear of any accusations, a deal?”He was so pleased to hear that, saying anxiously “Yes mam, I would listen to you, obey your orders and instructions, I would do anything you want”Direct forward, without going around the bush, I said “I want you. "Maybe" He replied, looking at me very serious."Something you could help me to fix" He added and smiled."Do you have any place in mind for me to fix your problem…?" I asked showing a shy expression and he motioned the front door. I smiled and he grabbed my hand, leading me out to his car.We entered the back seat and soon we were kissing very hard.After a long while of intense kissing and having the black guy licking and kissing around my ears and neck, I reached down and undid his belt, pulling. I don’t know. I’d like a second chance. Would you? The next move is yours. Love, Jake.’ From off to the side, Jake watched Heather cautiously to gauge her reaction to his note and the money. He wondered what was going through her head, but he didn’t have to wonder long. Heather couldn’t mask the shock, disbelief and then flicker of hope she was feeling at the thought he might be reaching out to her, finally. Moments passed. She seemed deep in thought, probably weighing the pros and cons of.