Jaime Lee Curtis did a glowing review that was picked up by the news outlets. She called her the future, and said when the time came, she could retire...in peace, knowing she would be there to take up the mantle.It was not pleasant being separated from my new bride, but we both realized we would have occasional separations because of the nature of our work. I took Katie and we flew to the city she was in, surprising her for the weekend. She cried tears of joy and we ended up being interviewed. As it turned out I liked the guy. I admired his intelligence and his relentless energy--thus the whirlwind. It distracted me. Not enough for me to ignore Bess's absence from my life--at least being alone with her. The three of us shared business lunches. A late day's work ended with the King and I sharing a ride in his limo, stopping in front of Bess's apartment building and having him enter before the limo drove away with me alone inside the back. Those evenings I wanted to scream but drowned. Soon, I started explaining the concepts she needed help with. She eagerly listened and took notes whenever she wanted to. In an hour or two, we were done and she smiled satisfyingly as she closed the books and put them back in.She looked up at me as she said, “Thank you. That really helped a lot.” “Oh, please. No big deal”, I said as I waved it off.“You seem a lot nervous though. Maybe you should relax a bit, and you’ll see that you know everything. You’re just stressed out”, I said as I. She wasn't late and for a brief moment I toyed with the idea of attackingher as she opened her door, but decided against it. Let her settle in I thought,get relaxed. After all we had all night. So I sat and waited for about 45 minutes,which was no mean feat considering the state of my pussy. Then I got out ofthe car and walked up to her door and rang the bell. For a couple of minutes there was no reply and I began to wonder if she'dslipped out without me seeing her. Then I heard the reassuring.