Murphy, we haven’t met. May I see our mail?’ Lester handed her several envelopes and a few magazines. She tossed the magazines on her desk, fanned...the envelopes, and laughed, ‘It’s here Louise,’ she called out. ‘Hallelujah,’ a voice from a rear office shouted. A large woman in a blue suit, came rushing out of her office and took the letter, opened it and laughed. Louise, apparently, ran back into her office and came back out with a large purse. ‘I’m off to the Court House, I’ll be at Bennies. There is no other woman on the planet quite like her. If she ever tires of her husband, I want her to know that I would love to be the first one in line to be with her forever. Mickie is five foot one or two inches tall and has a body that one could call boyish. Her chest is adorned with rather small but very perky breasts. They are like two eggs hung on a white board, but what they lack in size they make up for in sensitivity. One lick and she’s at the edge of an orgasm. I met Mickie at a. It has that unapproachable, classical look, like a Katherine Hepburn. Our years of marriage have been good years. We've enjoyed each other and explored sex in many ways. I admit that I have always wanted her to make love with other men. We've talked about it, but except for once it hasn't happened (that's another story). When I mention it, she becomes upset and can't understand why I'd want to share her. I have never been able to make her understand that it makes her even more attractive to. “Then you’ll have to take your chances. I can always find another, someone willing to do what I ask.”The young CEO is furious, wanting to lash out at Xenora. Submitting means she gives over everything. Resisting means she has to face whatever consequences that will come her way.“I fucking hate you,” she spats.“I wouldn’t expect anything less,” Xenora says with a knowing look of victory.Bridget shudders and looks down at the paper in her lap. The writing is her. She remembers it as if she had.