God Mark, I'm so jealous. You're beautiful," Cindygushed."Come on Cindy, I'm not that pretty." Oh but you are, look."I looked at the pictures Mrs. Mey...r had taken of me and for some reasonthey looked different on paper. I still had a hard time believing theywere pictures of me. Cindy was right; I was beautiful, drop deadgorgeous. To say it kind of creeped me out would be an understatement.The first picture was easy to see me, because it was, just me, nomakeup. The only thing that bothered me. As I did so, I looked down to see that my cotton panties were no longer the light grey that they were when I put them on this morning but were now a charcoal color due to my arousal. I saw strands of my pussy juice clinging from the inside of my yoga pants to the front panties. I held the pants open with my right hand and reached down my left hand to collect some of the juices up with my middle and index finger. My fingers were coated with my arousal as I brought them up to my nose and gave. Ethan shrugged his shoulders. "That's to be expected. I would feel thesame way. If I were you I would just accept your new life and move on.If you try and get revenge on me I promise I will fuck you up!" Ashley stared back and realized that Ethan was right. He was bigger andstronger than her. Additionally he knew all Ashley's dirty secrets,which were now her dirty secrets. "And you can't do anything back to me. Too bad you led such a morallife. I mean you don't even lie on your timecard!" said. No hello. No question mark, either. Instead, only a request.Like a new character introduced in the middle of a TV show’s season, this email opened up a whole new world of possibilities for Mr. Livshitz to exist in as he stroked harder and harder, faster and faster, considering all of the things that may be said in this meeting, but more importantly, what may be done. He could feel himself getting closer, and closer, imagining himself lying back on his desk, Caroline riding him as if their lives.