Usually the stories have to do with what Lindsay Lohan is going to jail for now, or which poor idiot got lured in by Taylor Swift, but more often than...not your stories have to do with which celebrity showcased her boobs in someway.So really when you think about your job itself isn"t that bad, it is the effects it has had on you. Day after day you write about all these gorgeous women, and so when you get off work the women you just seem to pale in comparison to their beauty. Sure you don't have. One morning I was relaxing around in a T-shirt watching TV when I heard a knock on the door. When I opened it there was a beautiful lady standing in front of me. She said she was a marketing bedspread door to door since I had nothing better to do and she was so beautiful that I invited her in… When she came in I noticed once more how beautiful she was. If anything, she looked better from the back than from the front.My mind was racing as I desperately tried to think of some way to get her into. The dim light in Laura's bedroom made her skin bewitchingly dark in places and a glowing rich umber in others, highlighting shadows formed by her perfect bone structure, and her full, slightly pendulous breasts. Arthell, who was about the same shade as Makeeda or Sara but with a deep red/bronze cast to her dark brown skin, did not have black nipples as they did but nipples that were yet another shade of dark brown, almost blending with the taut skin of her breasts but not quite, the centers. Out there with your husband andyour job and your nice little place in society you’re hotshit, but in here you’re good for nothing but being a hole Ilike to fuck. So you don’t get to think about things for awhile. You don’t get to decide what you might like to do,little miss high-society bitch. You do as I say, when I sayit, and you fucking thank me for it. Is that understood?’She nodded without an instant of hesitation. Good.‘So you’re going to suck my dick. You’re going to sucklike a vacuum.