The alphabet--a synecdoche for communication itself--has no power to save women from being made into mere commodities for the sake of the dollar.COMME...TARY ("INTERLUDE")This poem comments upon the apparent innate purposelessness of anal intercourse, an act which cannot, of course, result in pregnancy. The fact that a lubricant is needed suggests that the act is unnatural, since the vagina lubricates itself while the rectum does not. The "interlude" is the act itself of anal intercourse, which. I will let you know once it is confirmed.”Mark’s tone was now more assertive. He may have been 38 and in the last years in his job, but he was still one of the best. He had been trying to prolong the “action” phase of his career for a little over five years now. But he knew it was soon time to end it. He could tell by the type of assignments he was receiving. Last month it was a low risk diplomatic security assignment and today it was bringing down the Belgium ambassador to the US. Soon, he. It hurt for a few seconds then my pussy felt fuller then it had ever felt before, it was rubbing against my g-spot. I was having the biggest orgasm of my entire life. it started in my cunt and spread forward and back through my entire body. I thought that I was going to pass out as I continued to cum like I have never cum before. I could feel him shooting his thick dog cum deep into me, into the neck of my womb. As he came in me it felt like someone had turned on a hose full of hot firewater. I'll call back later," he said and he hung up.The conversation with the receptionist troubled him, but it took him another half hour to put his finger on it. Susan told him on the phone last night that she would be in the office all day today. Still, it was possible she was working on a legal file or with a client and couldn't be pulled away. The real stickler was Jennifer's absence. Susan made it a point to have Jennifer working the same hours she did. The only times Early remembered Jennifer.