And everything worked out great." OK. So, we'll tell Sara that's what you want. But calling her a bitch isn't going to help anything." All right. I wo...'t call the bitch that to her face."We went down the hall and I knocked on the door."Who is it?" It's Jack. I want to get some clothes for tomorrow." Come in."I opened the door."And I want my dog. Come 'ere, Bozo."He was lying on the bed near Sara. He glanced up at Jill, then lay back down."JEESUS FUCKING CHRIST! Now you've stolen my dog. First. Erin was full, and her mother made sure none of it was going to leak out. As Erin lay gasping for air on my chest Kayo slowly stood up, releasing the pressure she had been applying to Erins hips. Holy shit, I said, halfway aware of everything that had just transpired. That was incredible! Kayko looked down at me and smiled before she walked off toward the house, leaving me with the two exhausted girls on the patio. Thank you daddy, Erin said with her face still pressed against my chest. That. To her, the potential for the good life was only limited to her ambition to make the most of her opportunity, regardless of the personal cost to herself and others...a real corporate personality of the '90's. She used her sexuality as an asset, to propel her along the ranks of the others who didn't have as much to offer the fantasies of the older, more senior male executives. True to her nature, this was just another skill she'd developed along her path of broken hearts and misplaced. I don’t know what came into me at that moment; I reached out and touched the back of one of her thighs just under the skirt. The very moment that I did that, I regretted my actions and quickly withdrew my hand. Rita stood and turned around and softly asked “why did you stop, don’t you find me attractive”. I told her that she was a very beautiful and desirable woman but we were both married and don’t know where this could lead. She told me that she valued ! her marriage a lot and trusted me.