Just take the damn money! You don’t even need it, for God’s sake.Before Harry could even draw breath, he found he was unable to, because Günter�...s hand was crushing his windpipe. Harry’s eyes got huge. Both his hands began frantically clutching at his friend’s fingers, hoping to relieve the pressure even a little.There was not a millimeter of give in Günter’s huge paw even though Harry was not a small, weak man himself.“Respect,” Günter finally said with a half formed smile as he released his. Couldn’t call it ‘thin’, but she was at the beginning of the metamorphosis to become a woman and her tits were hardly a handful, hips slender, ass girlish, only very sparse pubic hair. She didn’t have a constant menstruation at that time, just some sporadic ones since some weeks.She had fallen in romantic love to a 1 6 year old boy from the neighborhood. An innocent teenager love at first, with – remember the conservative atmosphere – just holding hands, talking and now and then a secret kiss. Look, I'll just get the spare key and go in and lay down" Well I'm not comfortable leaving you all alone, not with that injury and I don't think you can take care of it by yourself anyway. Look Chris let's go over to my apartment then I'll bring you back when your folks get home, OK?" Uh sure, if it's OK with you it's fine with me."Julie got back into the van and drove to her apartment. She parked in the street in front of her door, got out and opened up her apartment then went back to the van. "Personal reasons," she said. She saw no point in burning bridges before she left. "The letter of resignation specifies thirty-day's notice, so you should have ample time to replace me."He glared at her and said, "Personal reasons. That's not good enough, Grace. What do you mean by personal reasons?" Personal, by definition, means my reasons are related to me alone, Paul." You need this job, Grace. You have a mortgage, a car payment, other obligations. You wouldn't resign if you didn't have.