"Why don't you go and talk to Geneva?" he said. "She's pretty down. I did what I could. I think it would help, if you talked to her." OK, if you think...so."I looked around the ship for Geneva and didn't find her anywhere, so finally I just knocked on her cabin door. She opened the door and looked out at me. Her face was still wet with tears."I just came by to talk to you," I said.She peered at me through the partially opened door for the longest time. Finally she stepped back, still not saying. Punctuality was important. It would be so rude to be late when Daniel had been so kind to meet her 2 hours before the comic shop even opened.She checked herself in the mirror. Not that she was flirting with Daniel--the young man was 12 years her junior after all--but she did like to look nice and her soft red hair had a way of working its way out of its scrunchy. She tucked back a few errant locks, smiled winsomely at her reflection, then left her car and entered D-Man's Comic Emporium.Wanda. The thought crossedher mind that maybe she was pursuing the wrong goal here. Now that herhusband was transforming into a goddess, maybe she should forget aboutEvan and the plan to steal Rob's trust fund and all of the investmentfunds in the business. If she stayed with Rob, with him being her loveslave, she would have everything. In time, she might even actually carefor Rob, instead of being with him just for the money.She shook her head sadly as she realized that she was in too deep. ” As soon as I whispered these words, she slid open my zipper and slid her hand to gently squeeze my rock-hard cock. Our patience broke and we were wildly making out.I was laying on top of her body trying to grab her voluptuous boobs. Sensing my trouble she unbuttoned her blouse. My lips and tongue rolled down to her belly licking and kissing every inch of her smooth skin. I unhooked her bra and saw her beautiful mounds.They were shapelier and aesthetic than my girlfriend’s. Undoubtedly, I.