‘ I mean, kept saying it to myself: ‘I’m a winner, I’m a winner,’ before I even started running? Kind of like that?”Jim nodded. “Yeah, k...nd of like that. Equal justice under law isn’t anything we got right now, but we’re trying to get there. It is different for the rich, and sometimes I hate them for it. Other times I’m like, well, at least it’s working for somebody. Maybe the rest of us can get there some day.”Paul nodded. This was a lot for a nine-year-old to try and digest. But his father. She received and fired off a few texts to her friend. They were all in Japanese, so I couldn’t guess what about.We enjoyed dinner, and I enjoyed making her laugh. After we ate, already tipsy, we took a cab to the West Side, to a club I knew well. I had been carefully asking about what club experience she expected and was used to. My take on it was that she didn’t want anything actually dangerous, but that it should be an adventure. I knew this was the club. It had the usual line outside. . He wanted to know how on earth I could havespent so much money. I told him that the car and all theclothes, cosmetics and jewellery I was compulsively buyingdidn?t come cheap. He seemed surprised, but that broughtthe conversation to a halt.I had agonised over what to wear and had settled on smartand conservative. Well sort of conservative, but not dowdy.I wore a black suit with a knee-length skirt and whitesatin blouse. I styled my hair and added a little more thanmy usual daytime makeup.. ”James led me to the bed and started kissing me again; although his lips felt softer there was a harshness behind it that did nothing to relax me. He kissed down my neck gently nibbling until I started feeling less stiff and he continued until he got to my breasts and licked and nibbled my nipples until they were hard. I felt his hand glide over my stomach and run through my mound until it found my lips. I started to get slick as his fingers slid across my lips and I moaned when he hit my clit,.