"Jessica, you are going to have to talk to me eventually. What is going on with you? Is it because you and Jason broke up, because honey I think tha... is better off." I huffed at her. "Really Mom. It has NOTHING to do with Jason. He is the last thing on my mind." I stood up and took my bowl to the sink. "Jessica, please just talk to me. I can't stand seeing you like this." My frustration had reached it peak. There was no way I could tell her what was really bothering me. I couldn't tell. .. same to you, Lisa."Christine watched as Jon walked away. An ex-Marine, he was tall, strong, erect, good looking. He was great at what he did. He was unfailingly polite and courteous but able to maintain his "my way or the highway" presence. There'd been a time, not so long ago, when she'd sent out every signal she could think of to let him know she was interested. He'd picked up on everyone of those signals and declined every opportunity because he was too professional to mix business and. What is your point? It a picture.R. Keep looking Matt.I began to scroll through. I was cought red handed. Pictures of everything I have done to this girl. I did not even want to know how he got them.M. Ok what do you want.R. Well this can all go away.M. How much? R. I don't want your money. M. Well what the hell do you want then.He took the phone from me. When he handed it back it was a 15 second video of this girl gagging on my 9 inch shaft. I feel bad about these pics but to be fair this. Should have said BDSM. Yes, that's what I write well. Just like my fans say I do.You know what BDSM stands for don't you? Bondage Dominance etc... Well that's not entirely true. I don't write much about bondage. Never cared for the thing. Nope. Not that kind of a girl. No, I go more for the mental angle. Humiliation games, mental mind tricks. The thinking woman's porn. The kind that makes you wet without even touching yourself. Guess what? Its what my fans all tell me!So like I'm trying to say,.