Bobbi looked up at Junior and gave him a wide smile. He could see his own reflection in the mirrored lenses of her Dolces. He could hardly believe it:...his big sister’s pretty little Asian friend, on her knees and stroking him off. Bobbi gave the prick another peck, then another and in an instant, half of the head was in her mouth. Keeping a controlled and steady rhythm, Bobbi continued to stroke, and massaged his prick with her tongue. Jr. attempted to put his hands around her head, but she. “No need for me either, Darling Husband. I submitted my will to you when you asked me to marry you. I was yours then, I am yours now, and forever. I was yours since Hollywood. Well, maybe a day or two later, but probably then. You have owned me since the first time you made love to me and will own me until my heart stops, and longer. Do with me what you will. Shape me, use me, make me a better person, like you’ve been doing with me for the last two years. No man will ever take your place in my. We gingerly filed out and made our way back to the lounge where the partywas still in full flow. I could see amongst the rooms a crowd of girlstransfixed by Marcus whilst a disgruntled crowd of guys (who I guessedwere the girls' significant others or attempting to be) sulked in thecorner. I shook myself as I found myself staring and realising I had morein common at the moment with the girls as opposed to the guys. After alittle while of pushing through hallways crowded with people Abbie and. Finally, I couldn't take it any more so I drove back to the clubhouse and parked in the back. Using the keys that Eric had given me I opened the backdoor and took the rickety stairs to the office on the second floor. The office wasn't much, just a desk, chair and an old sofa, but there was a window, without glass, on one wall that overlooked the bar area down below. It was really just a hole in the wall and it allowed me to hear everything that was being said.The office was completely dark and.