Perhaps realizing how heated things were getting, she did the same. “I think maybe setting some ground rules makes sense. Just so you know what you�...�re getting from this, I pay by encounter, not by hour. I won’t expect you to be 24/7 at my command, but I do expect you to make a reasonable attempt to be available when I ask.”“I guess that makes sense.”“Good. As for standards, any hair below your eyebrows is to be removed before visiting. Since you won’t always know when I’ll be calling, I suggest. Emma found the opening in Tom’s shorts and pulled his cock free. She pushed him back and stared down at his erection. “Christ, it’s so big,” she said. “Fuck me. I want it inside me, Tom. I’m on the pill.” Tom was speechless and remained that way as Emma took him (and me) completely by surprise as she leant down and took him in to her mouth. Tom leant back with a look of anguish on his face and it was obvious that he was trying not to come on the spot. Tom managed to get himself under control. “I’d have lost both of them without it.”“Some thanks.”“I hear there’s nice beachfront property available in Costa Rica,” I whispered.“Visit me sometime.”I knew that if Darlene wasn’t under arrest when she walked out the front doors of the building, she’d never be heard from again. She was ready to retire. Jen knew it, too. It was Mr. Davenport’s decision.I went home. The black walls of my apartment were suddenly oppressive. I stumbled back against the curtained doorway, grabbing the fabric as I. "I love him. We're going to getmarried. I'm going to have his babies. We're going to have lots ofchildren."Married?Babies?Lots of children?I definitely didn't remember seeing anything about getting married oreven having one baby in that spell I'd cast over Fanny. Might I havemissed something in my translation as I'd read it over? I wasn't toosure I wanted to be married just yet. And just the idea of becoming afather was quite a long ways down on my list of priorities."What's wrong with you,.