. if he's good at it, can be an awesome experience. In fact, one of the most incredible feelings a girl can have." I paused and gave her a smile. "Mol...ie thinks I'm good at it." Emma tittered at that, squeezing my hand harder. "And did you like it when she...licked and sucked...your, um...your..." "Cock?" Emma smiled and then nodded. "Yes, when she sucked your...cock." I couldn't stop a broad grin from crossing my face. "Having a girl SUCK MY COCK is one of my favorite things in the whole. How she had never seen faces ravaged with pain as she did in those of the wounded that she sheltered when Robert first entered her life. She remembered the way that she grew up with her father and mother until her mothers’ death and the way her father had changed after that. She smiles as she remembers the way she has been so shy around the tall gallant Yankee captain, all the while feeling such strange (at the time) feelings and having such unladylike thoughts. She sighs and a smile comes to. He wants us to be done in ninety days, but he keeps changing things. We did exactly as he asked and now it's not what he wants."She knew there had been a heated exchange between Charley and the client a few days ago. Charley had sent him notice they were not going to be able to meet his demands and they were not going to work with him any longer.The customer was one of those super rich guys who thought his word was law and everyone should scramble to please him. He was furious, threatening to. He flushed and raised his newspaper in front of his face. She laughed and noticed several young guys watching the scene. She turned and looked out the window. The train was making its way out of the city into the surrounding farmland. She got up as they approached her stop, surrendering her seat to an old woman and hanging onto a stirrup. The businessman continued to ignore her but the group of perverts moved in as if on signal. She felt one move in close behind her, pressing himself into her.