Get better. You’re no use to me if you’re puking all the time.” I said angrily as I put my hand on Jessica’s back and pushed her out of my off...ce.As I closed the door behind her, I could see the thin brunette intern, Lynn, standing at the end of the hallway.She was looking right at me with a grin on her face.“What in the fuck? Who is this girl?” I muttered.Lynn waved at me, and then walked away.“Oh. Mr. Carter, that hurts. That hurts.” Fahmida cried out.“Shut up. You can take it.” I replied,. What else would you logically expect? Married to a very attractive young girl many years my junior, neither “Farmville” or “Twitter” were ever likely to satisfy the libido. All of which brings us back to Christmas Eve 2009. “I’ve had a fantasy,” she giggled, hunched-up against the pillows that night – presumably having stacked up all my presents under the tree – I hadn’t checked yet. “Yeah?” I replied, “You want to see me wash-up, dressed like Lady Gaga?” “Interesting thought,” she said,. So we arrived at her flat it was well laid out and tidy , we sat chatting on the sofa, until the light started to fade I said I better go , as it is getting late and you will have your hubbys tea to prepare, she laughed I have not seen my husband for over 5 years . Oh I am sorry Mrs Cameron , I am not , and please call me Janice.Would you like to stay for tea , yes please, so we had tea , and chatted some more, do you like women yes I do , but I like older women , she smiled, and said have you. . once I'm sure I'm pregnant, I'm finally going to let him have me without a condom... because I don't want him to know anything's wrong until I give birth to a black baby. That's how I want him to learn I'm leaving him."Jerome sneered, his hands stroking at her lovely chest as she spoke. "Such a good girl... I don't want that pathetic white cock inside of you ever again... I want you to give him a really strong drink tonight with the cocktail in it... He'll pass out so I can use you on your.