Inside, the music was loud and thumping, the bass like a second heartbeat in Kayla's chest. She looked out over the sea of dancing bodies on the danc... floor as they moved and pulsed with the beat. She was getting a little excited as the atmosphere began sinking into her. She was being pulled along by Tara, but she felt herself beginning to step and bob with the music as she watched.Tara found them a tall table near the railing that ran around the perimeter separating the seating areas from. “So what do you think?” she asked.“I think she’s going to do exactly what Phil suggested - try to pressure us in such a way that Jeri leaves or is terminated. The problem is, that’s not going to solve the problem. Jeri could easily get a job at a big company that her mom couldn’t pressure, or, Jeri could say ‘fuck it’ and just live off her trust fund. Margaret Lundgren’s problem is Jeri, and that’s not solvable in my opinion.”“So why try to wreck your business?”“So that I’ll pressure Jeri to. He wanted to know what I was talking about in the shower the day before. Up until then I hadn't told anyone about Ellen, and I had resolved to keep it to myself. But I had relived the day in my mind and was dying to tell someone else about my conquest.I don't think Russell believed a word of what I was whispering in his ear, but he listened attentively. I related the events of the past month, telling him about waking up to find Ellen sucking my cock the first time. He interrupted me to ask what. Her chin was laying on top of my shoulder, her face against the side of my neck.He hand started to slide down, over my stomach and then my shorts. Her fingers curled around my balls, my cock covered by the palm of her hand."I wanted to show you something tonight."I cleared my throat. "What." I've been practicing." Practicing, huh? What... do you play a musical instrument?" Not musical. An organ." What are you talking about?" I've been practicing with a banana. All three of us have. But I'm the.