For some reason, more than I can understand or fathom, the business I am in creates the worst bitches that I have ever encountered in my life, and let...��s face it I am no spring chicken so have been around to know this fact. I, for the life of me, do not understand how another woman can turn on one of her own. I cannot understand where this nasty competitiveness comes from, a competitiveness, that to date, I had really only encountered in the male species and they have testosterone as their. But this was only the entree. The main course – the event she was waiting for with equal parts dread and excitement – was yet to come.She didn’t have to wait long.Marcel allowed himself to pull free, placing his hands under her buttocks; gripping the supple flesh tightly as he spread the cheeks wide, exposing her puckered asshole.“You’d better be ready,” he said, glancing up at her.In response, she pushed forwards, letting the thick head of his cock nudge aside the last remnants of her. " Even me breaking up with you Freshman year?" Sophia asked."It made us stronger. If we hadn't gone through that, I don't think we would've been able to deal with Betsy." You're right. I never quite thought of it like that, but you're right." It's been a hell of a nine years. And a big part of it is almost over." Just in time for you to go to Med School--and for me to start popping out more babies," Sophia laughed. "And it'll never be completely over. I still want to choreograph." And I'm. “You toss out the money, I’ll toss off my clothes,” Jill retorted.“I’ve heard that,” Brian answered with a laugh. Jill’s face went red.“Damn it!” she muttered before pointing a finger at me. “You need to stay out of things like this!”I gave a surreptitious glance to her crotch and smirked.“There are a lot of things I’m not interested in getting into,” I noted.She gave me the finger and I heard a sigh from my left.“I think everybody has met Morrie Epstein,” Liz said from that direction.The.