What do you think?’ ‘There’s definitely more money in commercial, but a comfortable living can be made from the domestic.’ ‘So it comes down...to need over greed. If I can be satisfied with having my needs met I should stick to domestic, but if I want more I should go for the commercial. I think you all know the answer to that.’ Another kiss from Connie confirmed that I had made the right decision. As it was I became involved in both. I chose the firm of Harvey & Partners, a company that employed. He could never understand how others could fear the darkness; how they could fear the unknown. To him, the darkness was a friend; a companion. He let her enter him and she kept him warm and safe. Darkness was simplicity; it allowed his mind to think, to overcome. He never understood those who strove toward the light; light was chaos. He preferred the wholeness of the dark.It seemed ages before he became aware of more than darkness. As he rose towards consciousness, he mourned the loss of his. Quickly, efficiently, blazer, blouse and skirt are cut away. My prey stands before me in nothing but bra and panties. She quivers with fear, vainly begging me to stop, not to hurt her. I reach one hand around her and begin massaging one of her massive orbs of flesh. I cut her bra away and pinch and twist her delicate nipple between my fingers. She feels my hardness pressing into her rear. Ever so slowly, I pull her panties down to her feet. She trembles and whimpers incoherently. She knows I am. Trudy was the first to make it to the tubs, and she reached over and pulled the curtain that hung between us. When Heather made it to the tub she stood and looked at my face, then I watched her eyes mover down my body. When she reached my hands, her eyes widened. She moved closer and removed her dress. She was not wearing any underwear. Between her legs was a thick patch of hair, her breasts were full but the size of lemons. She knelt down and pulled a sponge from under the tub. She squeezed.