We had just taken a booth when I asked Harrison about his problem. “Like I said—Rosoff; that man is openly anti-Semitic. He hates Jews.”“Uh�...�Harrison—you’re Jewish. Isn’t there anything you can do? Just because he’s a partner doesn’t mean he can get away with that. You must be able to get rid of him or at least discipline him.”“That’s only part of the problem. He’s had a young associate specializing in real estate law named Marvin Cohen, an orthodox Jew, and he’s made life miserable for. I hesitated, looking at it.As I hesitated, something odd happened. I suddenly became very aware of my situation. I looked up at the mirror, and saw a maid, dressed in a sensible serving-girl's uniform, grey with white trim, a full-length lacy white tea apron covering my bodice and front. I could feel my breasts, I became very aware of the stockings hugging my legs, of the bra straps wrapped around my shoulders, my waist cinch, the sensible cotton woman's panties cupping my hardening penis...And. He likes me having multiple partners, He like to watch me get laid by other men. Strange I know, but he a great guy and I want to please him"."Now gentlemen did you hear that. She's doing this to please her husband. Now what does that mean gentlemen. You know what you’re going to expect out of your mascot. She knows what is expected of your mascot and she does it for her husband's unusual desire. Lynn how many men will you have sex with tonight.Lynn replied, "13 maybe 14 if you want me." "Lynn. My fingers move into his hair, damp and soft, from his shower. ‘Don’t leave me again. I know you will eventually, but for now, stay with me.’ ‘Always.’ Bending down, his lips cover mine, and our kiss sparkles, as little lights cross across my closed lids. The kiss of lovers, who have been separated through different and unfair circumstances, begins to burn into one of heat, desperation and desire. My tongue moves inside his mouth, touching and enjoying the minty taste of him. Running my tongue.