"I had no intention of hurting you. I just went for a run..." You could have been killed and I was not there to protect you. Is that all the faith you...have in me, to just get up and leave me here while you run down the road for ten miles, unprotected?" Kayla, Baby. I wasn't unprotected. I had an escort. Look, Baby. I had no intention of hurting you or disrespecting you (if that's even a word). It was early and my intent was to run a few miles on that damn treadmill. When Selina came in and. I showed the letter to the man at the desk and took the elevator to the sixth floor, eagerly awaiting my chance to meet Bree and Claudette. The only question; do I treat them like humans or ask for something on the spot? Only time would tell.I walked over to the fifth room, counting in my head. I knocked on the door. As I heard footsteps, I was trembling both with excitement and nervousness.It was none other than Bree London, completely naked. Before I could even get the words out, she opened. Another small, involuntary groan escaped from her parted lips. This time, there was no denying that it signaled her arousal. He chuckled quietly as he pressed himself between her legs. She gasped again. He rained light little kisses over her face and neck.Before she even realized it was happening, she orgasmed in quick, shuddering bursts.When she was finished he stepped partway back, looking down at her blissful, post-coital expression. He whispered, mostly to himself, “Oh you are definitely so. It was just money after all.For the first time in my life I understood that I wasn't Supergirl. I could be hurt and I could be broken. It wasn't something you should know before your death watch. It made living very hard. According to all the doctors I had a pretty good chance for thirty or forty more years. I had no idea what those years were going to be like. I was sure as hell retired, and nothing was going to get me back into the business. I could not take that kind of abuse again.On the.