Then I left, called a cab and asked him to take me to The Franklin.I checked into an opulent room then lay down and thought about my life. The truth w...s that I had absolutely no idea of what to do or where to go from here. I considered divorce but my concerns were Jr. and Grace. I'd been a witness to what divorce could do to a promising life.In sixth Grade, Jack Reynolds' parents had split. In a time span of seven months, Jack had transformed from that warm, happy brilliant young man to an. It wouldn’t be their last night in the same apartment, their last night in the same bed. It probably wouldn’t even end their sex together. Sylvia enjoyed that as much as he did, and it wasn’t as if he was running away from her. Still, after tomorrow, they’d both know the clock was ticking. After tomorrow, their years-long relationship would be just a temporary fling.Besides, it was her last day of school. Teachers enjoyed that as much as the students did. He would cook tonight and take her out. ” I took another step forward. “They won’t give any quarter. It’ll be wholesale slaughter.” Her voice broke. I was at the foot of the bed. “Yavara will die if you do this.” She brought her knees to her chest.I was beside her. “Please, Elena.” She barely said it, her voice was so thin. She was huddled in her bed like a little girl, trying to make herself small against the headboard. She looked up at me from her sapphire eyes, the pupils like dots, constricted in terror within bloodshot sclera.. ‘Yes, yes, it feels very good,’ she said. ‘You want more? Tell me what you want.’ ‘Let me touch you. Let me rub your cock in my hands, and kiss it.’ ‘On your knees.’ He released her. She turned and knelt, his cock bobbing on a level with her face. Her hands came up to clasp it, rolling the shaft between her palms. Constance couldn’t help but be even more aroused by what she was seeing. That this was Nana Eva of all people … Nana Eva on her knees in front of Enrique and about to swallow down.