In your hate, you could do something stupid. Try to change your hate of Logan into hate of what he did. I dont want to. Thats not surprising. Remember...me telling you that my dad kept loving me when I kept rebelling? Yeah. He said he had to pray every day to find strength to do that. OK, so… Hate eventually haunts a person. Love conquers hate. So you want me to love Logan! You did when we brought him to tell his parents what he had done to you. Yeah, I did, but that was before hating him. Are. The brothel I have been running since we married, my many sexual conquests that I have claimed over the years but surely she couldn't know about any of this? I have been way to careful! Quickly I decide that before I say anything to drop myself in it, I need to know for definite what she thinks she knows."What exactly is it that you know Alisha?" I close my laptop and give her my full attention."I know that you have been fucking around behind my moms back" she spits out with a face like. The guy standing in the aisle had now moved closer to me & was masterbating almost at face level, I thought fuck it what goes around cums around & reached out offering my hand, he gladly accepted & placed his rock hard cock into my palm. I rubbed his shaft & balls as I would my own taking time to rub his pre cum into his glans & down his shaft, we all jerked each others cocks for a few minutes before I felt my orgasm approaching, standing up & taking controll of my own cock & stroked myself to. Jimmy Logan tapped my leg under the desk, passing a note. I unfolded it, ‘You’re beautiful!’ it said. I looked to the other side of the room, Rich Roebuck gesticulated, pointing to Connie. Simultaneously, Jimmy hissed, ‘Pass it on’, with a ventriloquist face. I passed it on. Connie read the note, gave Roebuck a flash of her beautiful smile, passed a reply back and broke my heart into a million pieces. I told her at break that Roebuck was a bully, he had a history of cruelty and violence..