When her Master had died in 1912, she had returned to her lamp, and not emerged until 103 years later, when Harry had freed her. She could only assume...she’d been locked away in the Society’s vaults for that time, although Harry had told her she’d been found buried in the mud. She didn’t know how she’d ended up there.-------------------------------Tuesday the 12th February 1924. Archaeologist Howard Carter and his team were doing what they’d dreamed of for years. After months of excavating and. I leaned in and kissed it away. I leaned in and kissed each of his balls while stroking his shaft, and as I worked my way back up the shaft, I tasted more pre-cum. I cleaned up the leaking mess and took the head into my mouth, salt, soap, and lotion? Baby Powder? I'd have to ask when I was done. I used my hand to keep from choking; I really have no gag reflex, but something that big take a bit to work down my throat. I felt his hands in my short cut hair, and I worked on getting as much as. Own's all y'have. Y'know that, don' cha?" He sat back and crossed his legs, lifting both eyebrows, hoping he hadn't laid it on too thickly."Love, my foolish boy, does not make sense. It is not arithmetic." She arched a heavy eyebrow at him, a well-practiced gesture, fingers interlaced on her belly."Isn't it now? Well then, let us get down to cases. I want t'marry you, girl, right now, today, an' live with you, plunder your body, sleep in your bed and have children with you and take, take..."She. I went to, and graduated from a well regarded college, and then went on to get my MBA with honors at an even more prestigious university. I was thus set up for, and was offered a number of very well paying, potentially fast track positions in the business world. But my passion and desire for how to use my talents propelled me to travel another path. To the surprise, and even consternation of my business school peers, I entered the not-for -profit world of charitable and community service.