I barely saw her on school days. I would pass her in the hall or pass by her class. I was always hoping to catch a glimpse of the girl I was in love w...th. It would make me smile. When the school day was finally over and the last bell had rang I went to find my lovely. I saw her with some friends, which was no surprise, so I waited down the hall until they went their separate ways for the day. When she turned towards me and walked my way I saw a familiar look in her eyes. She wanted me. Bad.. A room of her own. She opened the window that overlooked the courtyard and liked the way the breeze caught her hair. She leaned out and saw a maid and a butler unloading her trunk. "...new girl?" the butler asked. Anya's ears pricked and she leaned on the window sill to hear more clearly. "Haven't seen her yet," the maid answered. "She prettier than the last one." "I'm not even going to bother," the maid replied. "What's the record? Three days before he sells them to Xavier?" Anya sat up a. Isn't that kind of dangerous, and crazy?" Actually, as much as you feel like you're going to come, I'm not going to do that. If you come, then it means that I failed at this game, and I much prefer to win." This is a game to you?" Don't you think so? It's all about seduction and lust and sexual control. Here I am with a finger in your pussy, and you're desperate to come. Did you ever think you'd be here, like this, when we first met? After all, you were the one who made the first move ... you. I need you to run down a client’s story. Everybody else I asked wants a hundred dollars an hour and the client can’t afford that,” John said.“So now you are taking on clients below the poverty level,” I asked.“It’s one of those cases I have been assigned by the presiding judge,” John explained.“Tell me you aren’t going to offer me minimum wage to run down some homeless guy’s alibi,” I suggested. “Just plead him out and move on.”“I can’t do that. It’s a woman with a child, and she is innocent,”.