Everyone took lunch except her. She munched on an apple or a pear but by the time she locked up, she was famished. She now had a man friend she met at...Del Monico's.His name was John Madison but everyone called him Jack. He was the head of a construction company that specialized in building quality homes in the New York City area. His prices ranged from nine thousand to sixty thousand depending upon what the buyer wanted. Jack was a millionaire and widowed. His wife died when he was twenty-five. “So you’re adding another new girl to your life?” Patty asked, surprised.“Two actually,” I said. “One of them is several months away from joining us though.” I got up and went to my jacket. I’d slipped Cheryl’s letter into the inside pocket this morning and I brought it to her before returning to my seat. She read it and she passed it to Dan before drying her eyes. She came and kissed me on the top of the head. “Everyone’s in agreement,” I told her.She nodded and patted my shoulder. “You need. "Oh God, don't stop, please don't stop. Fuck me ... Fuck me ... FUCK ME." I squealed like a banshee as the massive orgasm overtook me. I felt him stiffen and squirt his life-giving fluid inside me.He collapsed on top of me and then quickly rolled to his side to keep his weight off of my body. We were both breathing heavily, gasping for breath. As our breathing returned to normal I rolled into his arms and put my head on his shoulder. "That was incredible," I said softly."Um hum, it sure was,". " I sniffled. "Please." Ohno. I sounded just like when I was begging Mistress K."Well," she said, taking her handbag from where she had set it on an endtable when she came in. Rayna got her cell phone from an inside pocketand made a show of taking several shots of me. "I'll think about it.But it would be so easy, and so entertaining, to send these pictures toyour sister. For now, I guess, I can just keep them as insurance." Hereyes lit up. "And right now," she went on, her voice.