After she left the building, Rachel looked at me. I said, “Beth was a former co-worker who I dated for a short time. We both were accused of being t...gether and terminated. We went to work for separate companies. I hadn’t seen her in a few weeks when I met you. It had taught me two lessons. The first is not to date or be involved with someone who works with me. The second is not to date or be involved with someone who isn’t a Christian. I found that non-Christians live differently from the way I. Donna yanked the covers from the bed and lay sprawled on the sheets, face up. I positioned myself between her legs and gingerly inserted a lone finger into her hot pussy. She moaned her approval. I alternated between my fingers and my tongue, driving her into an orgasmic frenzy. She shuddered as I placed my mouth over the hood that covered her clit and hummed. The vibrations drove her crazy. “Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” Donna begged. I kissed her pubic area and slowly worked my way up her. “You know my dad’s a psychologist, right? Well, he sometimes uses this room for couples counseling.”“Really?” That explained all the books. “And THAT heating vent right there,” she pointed to the grate above the bookcase, “leads right up to my room. And on occasion, I… MAY have overheard some of those sessions.”“Ah, you mean, you eavesdropped on someone’s most secret confessions.” “That’s one way to look at it, I suppose,” she explained. “Anyway, I may have paid closer attention to some. Not their husbands or fathers or uncles, or Transportation andShipping Terminals."Shocked dead silence followed."Thank you your Highness," she said."What about the IGP Transports?" one councilor finally asked.Now speaking again Shasstine stated, "The IGP Transports belong to theIGP, and are owned by the Queens of the Quadrants who 'Paid' for theircommissioning, with the exception of the Human owned Transports. Thosethree will continue to be owned by the registered Owners." Three? There are only.