" She said it like it was a statement.I could only nod."And you didn't know it?"I shook my head."How could you not know? We've known for years!" I dun...o!" I wailed, and then was brought up short as the rest of her statement sunk in. "What? What do you mean?" Oh honey. You had no idea? That's so sad. We've known for years you were in love with him. Everybody knows you carry the biggest torch for John. I can't believe you didn't know."My crying stopped, thankfully. I was too befuddled to be. Two of the women with whom he had slept on his first visit moved in and were commonly considered his wives. The compound was the village's safe haven where widows and women fleeing abusive relationships came. He took in orphans, runaways and unwanted children, plus many who were considered to be his or Morgan's. He wound up being the city's family court, child welfare office and daycare center. All the children of the city took to calling him Father Urgah and his compound was a happy anarchy of. Rich woman or not, she could act a little less like a bitch. He found her sitting in the front seat of the black caddy, all sweetness and smiling. The bags were already in the car.“I’ve been waiting,” she said.“Why didn’t you call me?”“It is not feminine to impose upon a man besides, you were busy talking to the cashier.”Be bitchy, damn you, he wanted to say. But what the hell? He leaned ever and gently pinched her chin, wondering how much. I couldn't sleep, I kept checking my phone for a photo all night - at 2am it arrived :) She sent me a photo of her mouth wrapped around a big cock - she text and said she loved the taste!I went to sleep happy, but the next day she told me so much more!Her boss saw the flash of the camera and came and gave her grief for what they guessed she did and was pissed off and sent her home. She was so angry she just left without changing - just in bra and thong and heels with suspender belt (She lived.