Charley struggled, livid with anger and disgust. Greg pinned her on the bed and thumbed her tits until he had her pulsing from the play. He reached fo... her pussy and began to finger her clit."Yes," he repeated. "That's a hell of a good reason. That's one hell of a good reason for fucking you, baby! You're what keeps the old man in business! I'm going to make you so dependent on my prick that there's no way he can let me go, whatever I do!"He finger-fucked her wildly, turning her to soft butter. He looks me up and down and I don't even have to ask if he likes myoutfit, his wicked smile says it all. He summons me to the bed and I lie down on my back. I watch him as he slowly ties each hand and them my feet He takes out a blindfold and places it over my eyes. He whispers in my ear. "Baby I love you...just enjoy the evening. It is all about you tonight." I hear him walk out of the room; my heart is racing with anticipation. I can hear him walking back in and getting on the bed. I hear. Why I would I sayin sixteen words what can I say as effectively in eight. It's a wasteof the company's time. You're a writer, Parker, think back to otherwriter's styles. With business correspondence you want to be moreHemmingway and less Faulkner. You want to be straight forward, plainspoken and never subtle. Don't worry about it right now. You'll getbetter at it."Christie's words startled Parker. It had been years since he had heardsuch criticisms of something he had written. Parker's mouth. She asked….is it normal for me to do this? Do all women do it? I said it is absolutely normal for a women to do it and it is just out society which creates a taboo. If all women do it or not….i don’t know but surely all women have wild desires and if they get the right safe opportunity to enjoy it then women are much bolder than men in being wild. She listened to it interestingly and asked….being wild? What do you mean? Am I a wild lady? I smiled at her…and took a big sip of my drink and told.