I turned my attention to her firm, curvaceous breasts. I used my lips, tongue and fingers to heighten Johara's craving for sexual union. She demanded ... give her sweet pussy lip service after a few minutes. The two of us shed our last bits of clothing.Johara lay on her back in the center of the bed, spreading her long legs apart to make room for me. I moved in between her legs to dine at the Y. Her womanhood was shaved completely bare. I knew Johara was a senior, probably 21 or 22 years old. Her. But when she stood outside the Town Supervisor’s office, about to knock, she heard him say, ‘That bitch cannot sell the land to anyone but me. If I don’t own it soon, I’m screwed.’ ‘What can you do about it?’ asked a voice she recognized as Butch. ‘I’m gonna need your help.’ The phone rang and Bob answered it. He must have dismissed Butch, because she heard him get up and shuffle towards the door. Hurriedly, Faith moved away and acted like she’d just arrived as he exited the office. ‘Hiya,. You start with a clean slate. As a matter of fact you have already started. Like I said I don’t really know, but I don’t think you start over in some stranger’s womb. Then again how the hell would I know. I’m just a reaper.”“Let me ask you a question Ed, if you had a choice what would you want to be next,” he asked.“You mean, if I could give who ever is in charge a laundry list?” I asked.“Yes, if you could do that,” he agreed.“I guess I’d want to be me again,” I suggested.“I figured you might. She asked me what time I would be available and what my work address was, explaining that a car would pick me up out front. It seemed an afterthought when she asked what I liked to drinkWow! I thought, little me being picked up by a company car, that’ll give them something to talk about around the office.My chauffeur driven car dropped me outside the facade of the huge building, the driver opened my door for me before I had time to do it myself, he pointed the main entrance, “The desk will be.