Jerome was unsympathetic. His exact words, "You are an impressive woman. Now shut up and play your part." Christine covered her mouth.Taking off the w...rk clothes was easy enough. Jerome put them on hangers and hung them on a rack. Once half naked, I had to sit and let Jerome work conditioner into my hair, brush it out and tie it with the silk bow. So far, so good, said the jumper passing the 20th floor. The face makeup was minimal—eye liner and lip gloss. The underwear was not. It took both of. He then asked if I'd never jacked off before. I said, "Not really."He just smiled and said, "Let me show you." He slid his shorts off, went to lock the door and came back. He told me, "Whenever your dick gets aroused your nuts start making some "feel good juice" and you can stroke yourself or have someone suck it out for you. That way your dick goes back soft and your balls don't hurt from having too much "feel good juice" in them." I had often wondered, why my balls would ache after my dick. Jim would hurt both of us bad." Please, I'm, I'm just 18 and this is all..." Then I cried."I'm sorry. Um, when it's my turn, I'll try to be gentle." Gentle. Fuck him. I looked up at him with all the hate I felt. "Oh fuck. I'm gonna go inside."They left me out there all night. It was only September, but wherever we were it was cold at night. My bare skin tortured me. Sitting was as much agony as standing. I wondered if I could hang myself. I either passed out, or fell asleep. The sun coming over. " he suggested."Well aren't you Mary Sunshine today?" I asked. I had no idea where the Mary Sunshine came from, but I knew that it was appropriate. Many times what I said was not appropriate at all."Be positive that's what I have learned," Royce said."Good for you. So what is on the afternoon schedule?" I asked. Royce and Sam kept me on track. I had too many things to try to work on and I had no memory of my next move most of the time."You are closing a loan for a couple who are expanding their.