"There's something else." Oh?" she asked."It's your bush. It's got to go if you want me to go down on you."She looked shocked for a minute, making me ...onder if her bush was a deal breaker. "You will go down on me if I shave my... ?" I'll settle for a close trim today. We'll fuck, and then I need to study. If you want me to go down on you, you'll need to shave." Who said you couldn't be forceful? I love a man who knows what he wants, and makes his demands," she said, producing a pair of. I was an events organiser. I was running a huge party and needed someone to manage the guestlist. I offered her the job for the night. It was a shitty job out front while the party was happening inside but she was happy to help.I had to keep leaving the door to supervise and assist the managers. Every time I went back the doormen were surrounding her asking her questions. They would scatter on my arrival.There were five or six but the head doorman was a black guy. He was the boss, the loudest. "Do you want to go see Tom's parents?" I asked Jack. He nodded and we both changed into more presentable clothes. I didn't have a dress or skirt that was long enough, in my opinion, to wear on a condolence visit. I picked out a white silk blouse and a pair of black pants. I also wore black, 2 inch heels. Jack put on a pair of slacks and a jacket. We drove to the Chambers' house in silence. I knew this was going to be tough on Jack but I also knew we needed to do it. The autopsy made the visit. He, along with Luke and Dillon, were the only one’s standing up with him. Barbara, on the other hand, had 5 bridesmaids and one maid of honor, Emily-Jane. Cassie simply grinned. ‘You have no idea how much he loves your ass, by the way. It makes him crazy when I tell him how I use to touch it.’ Emmie snorted. ‘You are such a liar. You only touched me that one time on the ass andit was for like four seconds.’ ‘I know that, and you know that, but he doesn’t. And what he doesn’t know, will get me.