Her reaction was that she immediately started cumming and that meant immediately. It was like he had touched the launch button and she rocketed to org...sm with full force. ‘I’m cuuummming, you’re making me cum,’ she cried out repeatedly. He held onto her hips, trying to make sure she didn’t bounce completely off him, so wild were her thrashings. Without a break, she kept up bouncing on him, fucking wildly, screaming out as climax after climax wracked her. Finally, she wound down, slowing her. The sting from the Vandeross loss was still heavy in my head, and I needed a solution to our loose hiring problem, not another weakness point – which is why I wanted to oversee hiring again.It's not that Stacey was a pushover; she oozed confidence. She had the balls to quit her cushy government job in DC and come back to uncertainty in New York, for crying out loud. While she wasn’t in a fulfilling career right now, I knew that she wouldn’t have too hard a time finding what she needed.And. She had her hair down and I could imagine running my hands through it, feeling its silkiness. I still wondered if that had been her at the café yesterday with the older gentleman. Well, perhaps they were just friends, I hadn’t seen anyone else in her apartment. I finished the coffee and grabbed a light sports jacket as I stepped out into the morning sun. I quickly donned my sunglasses and headed toward the university. Ahead I thought I saw my beautiful neighbor, and hoped to catch up to get a. “So let me get this straight, while you were on high alert, someone walked up behind you, put a bag over your head, taped your mouth, then tied you to a chair?”He looked ashamed but nodded. “Okay, you go to bed, I’ll cover Lucy’s ass. I don’t fucking trust you,” I said.“Do we tell Shepard?” Lucy asked once I filled her in.“In the morning, I will recommend we pull up stakes and move on,” I said.“We aren’t going to retaliate?” she asked in disbelief.“No we aren’t. Not unless it is necessary to.