”“Biiiiitch-clit.” she sang the words as two notes, like a jingle for the ad she’d release if she kept having to remind him “And no, I do th...t. I put it on you when you get here, take it off when you leave. You’ll never touch this key.”“Why not?”“Seriously? Never mind, this was a dumb idea.”“Woah- sorry, I just… this is a lot, Jessica. You’re gonna lock my co... my bi... me in a chastity cage, and then we’ll just be good friends?”“We got a lot done as just good friends. Remember?”Jack pressed. “Yes,” I answered. “What is going on?” “Is that your house? Number 1507?” the officer ignored my question. “Yes, please tell me what is going on,” I pleaded. “Were you home last night?” he asked. “Yes, but please tell me what is going on!” I now demanded. “One last question first Ma’am. Did you see or hear anything around 2:30 a.m. last night?” he asked. “No, I didn’t,” I honestly answered. “What is going on?” “There was a hit and run around that time Ma’am. No one was hurt, but as you see,. He was my first, but toward the end he didnt seem to care much about me. I feel anger rise inside me. If this man was here before me, he would regret neglecting you. Let me tell you Georgina, my reputation is deserved. I am not a selfish man, my lovers come back to me because I please them, find out what they desire. There are some who come back every year, those that understand that between us it is a game, that we can pick up where we left off and never speak a word between visits. I dont. C. naked. Denice would get herself invited to her house and ask for help with applying to colleges and make calls and ask about their foreign language classes,etc. She would try to stay as late as possible and then she call home and I would make believe to be her dad on the phone and ask Mrs. C. if Denice could spend the night because there was a last minute family emergency that took us all out of town and wedidn't know what time we'd be able to get back into town to pick her up. Mrs. C., of.