And we can’t tell the police, because then we’d get deported…” Sofia sighed. “I’m so sorry baby. We just have to tough it out.”Ana noded... “I think I can do that,” she said, thinking of the razor blade. And now she had two people to confide in, Sofia and Lizzie. She felt a little better, but barely. Sofia kissed her on the forehead, and then turned off the light. Ana curled up in bed, wrapping the blanket impossibly tight around her.She fell asleep only to be awakened about a half hour later by. “Fuck,” I swore shaking my head. “Didn’t your company reach record profits? Something like that?”“I suppose those record profits game from axing other departments, either that or those record profits fed a nasty cocaine addiction, and now thanks to that addiction, the CEO or whoever-the-fuck needs to make more money, for more cocaine, prostitutes and illegitimate children.”“Well, as likely a reason as any,” I tossed her the other can, she thanked me for it. “I mean, fuck. I-fuck,” it took me a. I also asked if she would bathe, but use no bath oils, as I wanted to enjoy the scent of her, naked and ready for me. Again she agreed. Never before had I realized having the woman of my dreams would be so easy. As we chatted I noticed her pussy was becoming moist. Her inner labia began to protrude somewhat. She was becoming excited at the prospect of fucking me. Old enough to be her dad, but at the same time, doing her duty, to honor a man who desired her. I asked her how many men she'd had. )I was almost peeing-in-my-shorts glad that Jane had told me about the memoirs angle. Otherwise I would have been worried. I opened the door and stood aside as King Kong stepped delicately into my apartment.If you ever see a really big guy who's really light on his feet, take note of that. It usually means he's got the kind of training that Uncle Sam or the CIA give those guys to enable them to tiptoe in and out of the killing fields, with none the wiser... except for the victim, of course. I.