Yours, Eric.It took several days until I got a reply from Rosalind. I spent that time out of sorts, fearing that she'd accept and fearing that she'd r...fuse, that she'd be the Rosalind Harris and that she wouldn't, that she'd be disappointed and mocking or furious and offended. Finally, I got a reply, and it took all my courage to read it.Dear Eric,Your letter was an interesting surprise. It was pleasant to see that, when you try, you can manage to arrange words into grammatically valid English. "Now, I'm not exactly the type to just bed a bunch of women just because I can," Alex told them, trying not to make himself too conspicuous by eating while they were listening to him. "I'm pretty much being forced into this, but I plan on doing it according to my own standards. I'd really like to get to know each of you a little more before we do anything. To make it easier, Cate and Shanna can discuss any details we've overlooked with one of you while I entertain the others."Sorry for being. About an hour later my sister showed up to my house and started to beg meant to say anything to her husband. Now my sister is not what you call hot matter of fact she has futon some weight over the last couple of years after she had her daughter but she was fuckable. As she was begging me to keep my mouth shut I said what is it in it for me. She said anything, anything you want. At this time I notice she was trying not to cry which honestly turned me on.I said anything and she said yes. "The Supreme Court Justice?" He was eighty-eight and was the last ultra liberal judge," he took a sip of coffee. "I couldn't stand his politics but he was a fine man. Now we've got to find a more conservative guy to replace him." Do you want me to work the Senate?" she guessed correctly."You know who will be strongly on our side and the ones who aren't. I'm counting on you to bring in the vote for me. The liberals are going to have a massive collective stroke when I name Combs' replacement.".