I think she had a good point. You always don't appreciate or value my presence around you, or do you really?"He frowns and knits his brows at me. "Wha... are you trying to tell me? That I am satanic and heartless." Those might be the right words and description to portray you, Mr. Hughes. You do think correct and bona fide of yourself, you know?" An hour after now, I want to talk to you in private. In the V.I.P longue that is. You and me—just the two of us; do you hear me?" No, I don't. You are. Almost! One part of my fantasy that I never shared with Amber was my secret desire to "direct" any guy who was fucking her. So, as homeboy was going to town on Amber's hiked-up coochie, clearly enjoying how readily she was giving it up to him, I told him to stop pounding and instead to "get up in it" and enjoy a slow grind and let his dick just soak and marinate in the soft, wet, warm juices of her pussy, and let her "feel" his hardness in a way that she or he would EVER forget! Now, the sight. I opened the file as soon as I was out of the room, and was relieved to find a video tape and the original solicitation I had given Bette. I stopped in the room I had shared with Cynthia to retrieve my pants. Cynthia was there comforting a frightened Bette. Su Lin followed me into the room. Turning to Su Lin, I said, ‘Go find Stick. We’ve got to get out of here.’ She turned and hurried away. I wasn’t sure even now, but there was a possibility that Steve might be having second thoughts and was. '' ''So right now I'm a potential investee. I don't have all day to wait, and here you come bringing me a drink. Keep my mind off the clock.''She briefly smiled and got to her feet, she picked up a glass of water and brought it around to me, leaning over me slightly she placed the glass down onto the desk. I could smell her perfume and was an inch away from her hips, her ass was sticking out and I couldn't help but check it out.''So how much are you looking to invest?'' she asked.''I'm not.