The only question now is how to use it to get the desired results -- that being to end the cycle. So you're okay with discussing this in front of ever...one?" Yes, you already know the truth so I'm not violating any confidence. Bear in mind, though, that I am still limited in that I can't tell you more than you already know. Now tell me, how does knowing the truth change anything? You still don't know the circumstances behind it, or why she seems to cling to it. You understand that she's been. ”“Will do. By the way, that nice Jordan Grant came by.”“Did he now? And what did Mr. Grant want.” I’m sure the satellite carrying our call frosted over.“I think he wants to ask me out on a date,” Cinnamon said. “He’s handsome.”“He’s way too old for you, Cinnamon!” I said a little too vehemently. What was I thinking?”“Jealous?” she teased.“No! I’m not interested in Mr. Grant. And I won’t date a client. Now why did he come around?”“He said he was worried about you. Frankly, I’d say you should be. “You’re both coming to visit, then?” “Yeah, is that okay?” she asked tentatively. “Sure; it’s okay with me,” I replied. “I’ll give you guys my master bedroom so you’ll have more room, and I’ll sleep in the guest bedroom, no problem.” “Thanks, Ben. You’re going to like Jackson, he’s so good to me,” she gushed. “I think we might get engaged by the end of the year.” I had already cleaned my two bedroom apartment when they arrived, and the master bedroom was ready for them. Jackson was a foot. Mistress Soo LeePark, (pronounced ?Pak?) reeked of a foul breath that matched her temperament.With legs stout enough to support any baby grand and slightly overweight, Mistress Park nonetheless possessed an insatiable sexual appetite. In his new role asa collared mas slave he willfully struggled tofulfill her various wants, wanted or not. Sheworked her slave hard in preparation for her friend?s upcoming visit. Keesha was much meaner than she plus, if need be, Keesha would find another suitable.