Not the financial aspects, of course. Just the sex. I want you to hypnotize me, put me under and have sex with me. You can do whatever you want with m... while I’m in this office, just like you have been with Miss Cole. But unlike her, I expect to have my mind to myself when I leave. ‘I realize that’s not exactly the kind of hypnosis you were thinking of doing when I walked into this office, but I’ve been watching you with Miss Cole for some time now. It looked…’ Fucking hell. It looked. . hello." Rachel yawned. "Thanks for the great nap." she added, kissing Sarah's shoulder. Sarah smiled, reached behind her and took Rachel's hand in her own."You know, I'm so glad I met you. You help me sexually come out of my shell. I can't thank you enough." Sarah whimpered as a single tear ran down her face."Shhh..." Rachel soothed, wiping the tear away. After wiping Sarah's face, Rachel couldn't bring herself to pull her hand away. She wanted the contact of her beautiful lover. Only then. She was all way in and felt Tommy’s cock squeeze through her cervix. Then there was the pain. She felt a slight pain then a discomfort within her. It felt as she was going to tear apart into pieces. But she hid her discomfort by gritting her teeth in her closed mouth It was quiet for a long time, with only Tawnya’s harsh breathing filled the small room. A mirror beside the bathroom was already fogging up from the breath and sex in the air. Tommy silently reached Tawnya’s back and slowly untied. "I looked around to make sure no one could overhear our conversation, and said, "Mr. President. When Catherine O'Malley was murdered protecting me, one of the shooters didn't die immediately. It took him a little while to bleed out, and I encouraged him to tell me who sent them. The only name he mentioned was Samantha Young."I don't know if Samantha Young was who sent them, or if she was their contact person, or if she was someone they needed to kill because she knew their names. What I know is.