"From now on we do things my way," And with that he slammed down the phone."Stupid bitch!" he muttered. "Everyone thinks they know how to make porn...now."Nick looked up from his desk and smiled. He obviously liked the way I looked. But for a second I felt a little like a slave grrl on display for . . . "Oh well, fuck it!" So Ms. Green, have ever done porn before?"And so began my screening interview and my first adventure into the world of adult films. Once I got past all the legal bullshit. I was not actually ashamed to show it to my husband. But I was ashamed to show it to my husband while the salesman was holding the phone. He was beside me. I and salesman were actually looking like a couple.My husband asked me again what is the special lingerie which I told him. And this time the salesman took the phone at such level where my husband could easily see my whole top from stomach till head. He could also see both of us. He tilted the phone and held it in landscape mode so that way. Either they had to have her, or neither of us could have her.”“Lucky for us, it didn’t work,” Henry chuckled.“Yeah, but-”All of a sudden, Ben’s eyes went wide. Unbeknownst to everyone else, he had performed the mind merge technique with his colleagues on the Security Council. While the others had not done so with each other, they agreed that having one of their own with an unbreakable connection to the others might be helpful at some point in the future. Thus, it was blatantly obvious when. ‘Are you wet?’ ‘I am, Miss.’ She kissed me. ‘Good girl.’ Part 2 Her hand ran over my hair and smoothed, she curled it around her hand and then pulled my head back suddenly and hard. Her mouth descended onto mine and her free hand cupped my breast. She rolled the nipple between her thumb and finger, the pressure increasing as she pulled it. Her tongue forced its way into my mouth and probed me, I sucked it. Pulling me up by my hair as we kissed, she bit my bottom lip. The pressure on my nipple.