She made good money asDistrict Manager and between the two of them, they were able to put away agood savings and make some good investments.Life settl...d into a routine. Jackie found that being a woman wasn't so badafter all and Jenson found that being a man had a number of bad points tocounter the good ones. The sex, by mutual agreement, was great regardlesson which side of the gender fence you were. So the time passed and soon they were looking at only three months leftbefore they would meet. I got mine and he didn't get his. To make matters worse I was now making more money than Don. From that point on our relationship wasn't worth spit.Don's attitude toward me gradually got me to the point where I hated to be around him so I worked late, took weekend assignments, anything to keep me from going home to be around him. This just gave him more ammunition, "You think more of that damned job than you do of me" and, unfortunately, by then he was right. His constant harping, backbiting. S asked."Are all these for me? Who's first, and thank you Master Mike for this opportunity to show how obedient I am for you and how loyal," she said as she grinned like a little girl in the candy store who had just been told to get all she wanted of the wares there."OK gentlemen, the whore is waiting, fuck her" Mr. S said. Apparently a pecking order had been established downstairs some way as just several men moved forward. A white man knelt beside her head and she turned her head to him and. Back home, well Matt’s condo was, sort of, my DC home, he smiled at me, “The Whitaker Fund. It’s Connie’s brainchild. Another attempt to decipher the Meriwether puzzle.”“Okay.”“You wouldn’t have heard of South-Carolina Connover. No reason to. He’s ... slick. Clever.”Not compliments, not judging from Matt’s tone.He smiled at me and his sad, Nathan Lane face became giddy; he said, “Now don’t confuse him with North-Carolina Connover.”“Of course not.”“He’s just a shirttail cousin.”“Of.