Problem was it could have. Having not been given the partnership because of my failure and being given lesser clients to defend which I did the best I...could until my divorce rocked my ability to put myself whole heartedly into defending, quitting the company seemed inevitable. The year delay also allowed me to familiarize myself with contract law and other aspects of law the King required which I studied before but never experienced directly. I actually began working for the King clandestinely. ” I could feel the hot breath from her mouth when she spoke cascading down the full length of my cock. “Jesse…sssshhhh…honey, be really quiet, but you are holding Jake’s penis in your hand. If you wake him up, it’s going to be a little awkward to explain.” Jesse’s head lifted up off my stomach a little, trying to move slowly, though her hand stayed wrapped around my cock…thankfully. “What should I do mom?” “I guess you should slowly let go of it and try to slide it back in his pants without. She put one cup down and leaned over to him to place his cup in front of him. As she bent forward the top of the T-shirt hung down lower. He could almost see her hard nipples. The stirring in his shorts was more intense, his cock starting to grow. He moved his hand to his lap to hide the evidence of his arousal but it was too late. "So, you really do like me!" she laughed. "Too late to try to hide it big guy!" A little more emboldened by her words, he sipped his coffee, his eyes peering over. Com. A rather strange parallel to my 'Net surfings as [email protected] in the past."You have new mail in /usr/spool/dandrews," the computer spat at me as I logged in. I went into PINE and looked at what messages had come in. One was from a gentleman named Jon Sleeper. As I brought it up, I noticed that the To: line was addressed to something called the "Transformation Stories Mailing List."Transformation?I skimmed the message further."Actually, um, no. I've thrown out this idea for *you*.