How about now?”‘Absolutely ... it’ll get me out of the office. Bring money ... my services ... no matter what the Principal says ... aren’t ch...ap.’“Like that, is he?”‘Politics ... I hate office politics.”“600 East Park?”‘Yup, Who are you?’“Surprise Me Flintkote. Do I need to bring anything? Handcuffs? Whips? Willow switch?”‘No ... no no no ... just bags of money,’ she was laughing so hard if I hadn’t been under the same circumstances, I’d been laughing too.“Thousand good enough?”‘Just how smart. She had reasoned that he had left to try and understand what he had seen, and decide what to do. That was just like him. Don't do anything without thinking about it first. But the ring? The ring terrified her. She tried to imagine his pain, his thoughts, and his anger. She had wounded him deeply, and she didn't know if she could make it better.She had tried to keep things normal that morning. Brent was usually up an hour before the children and would be gone before they rose. For once, she was. Wind off the ocean and a genuine links course were both relatively new to me.I consulted the assistant pro for some advice and he made it plain. First, take a caddy. They know the course and will steer you in the right direction. Second, forget the big drive. Play to stay in play. He called it target golf and after a couple of holes, I knew exactly what he meant. The three men I was playing with were also visitors staying at a local motel and this was their third round in three days. They said. Please, Mistress. It’s too much.” “Eighteen...nineteen..............” She stroked it at least four more times. “Twenty.” She let go of my cock. I collapsed, my sore ass crying out. She leaned over and kissed the tip of my cock, then licked a bit of my come off of it. Looking at me, she ran her tongue ran across her lips, making them wet with my come. She was tasting my come. “I came as I watched her do that. I think I’m going to enjoy doing that each time you come...” Slowly, she stood up..