The third time I turned to correct something she was doing, she laid her paintbrush down and left. Shit! I kept painting, but then kept having to go b...ck and re-do things I had already done. By five when I told everyone to clean-up, I was tired and pissed. A few of us had been working on focal points but nearly everyone else was doing field work which meant that for the first time since we began the project, there were almost as many grid squares with paint in them as without. That didn’t mean. But there was one woman who was real and we start chatting. She was quite a bit older than me, late 30’s, but I’ve always loved more mature, experienced women. We chatted for a while, swapped photos, talked on the phone a bit, then set up a time for me to come over to her house. She said that she had a very high sex drive but had been single for a while and was really needing a release. I was more than happy to oblige. On the scheduled day I was super nervous, but also very excited. I arrived. "He hoped to keep my northern lineage secret and get a better price closer to Rome." With the lightest of touch, Marcus caressed from her ear to her shoulder. "You will see the sun again," was the promise he gave her. --- Marcus teased his fingers through the hair of the woman between his legs. Sometimes the sun brought out lighter honey tones in it, but it remained as soft as it had been that first time. She moaned her pleasure at his touch and the sound reverberated around his cock. He could. For the next two weeks Ruth and I continued to satisfy Helen at night and still manage to do our jobs during the day. I fired a couple more managers and promoted some very capable women into their positions. The problem with that branch of the company was simply that it was highly male dominated and that stunted their growth. I fixed the problem and immediately saw an increase in production and creativity.Helen went home to her husband while I spent an additional week in bed with Ruth. During.