At that time, I didn't even mind that she could go through money faster than a bulimic goes though a buffet.You see, while I, Kent Collins, might be a...geeky, average looking guy of about 5'9" tall and having short brown hair, brown eyes and the pale white complexion of your average office dwelling computer nerd whose never seen the light of day, Joyce was very much not!She was a stunning blond knockout that most men would have killed for and she knew it. I think the best way for me to describe. "Stop it, Todd. Stop it now. I don't want this." Yeah, that's it, baby. Let's hear you scream out. C'mon. You even soundlike a woman now. And you got a great ass, too."Frankie was horrified at what was happening. Todd was pumping Frankiedeep, tearing him up, causing pain to run through his entire body. AsFrankie tried to struggle, Todd pushed him further into the carpet,fucking him, violating him.As quickly as it started, suddenly, Todd pulled out and turned Frankieover. Frankie looked through. He had a big bedroom with a big bed, a desk chair for a desk with his PC on it, a poster of The Ultimates and Mortal Kombat v DC Universe on his wall, and a small wooden table with comic book toy figures on them.He was reading Marvel Max's Black Widow, about a beautiful gray spandex-wearing redhead Russian spy who fought supervillains and vast criminal organizations. She reminded him of his teacher Natasha Smolensk!!Natasha Smolensk was his attractive maths teacher who was a Russian, a redhead. Airline ticket, check. Carry on – check Charge cards – check Laptop – check Presentation – in his briefcase – check Cell phone – checkIt looked like he pretty much had everything. It was Wednesday, he would be gone three days, flying back on Saturday.All was going well and he took a deep breath. He really couldn’t believe his good fortune, though it was less fortune and more work on his part. After he had come home, looked for a job and found nothing he really wanted to do, Maeson had started.