“You want to move to New York and never speak to me again?” “I’m sorry,” I whispered, closing my eyes and turning away. Then all my emotions...spilled out. “It’s just that I…I love you Julia. As a friend…but also so much more.” Silence. I had never told her I was lesbian, and for good reason too. Her parents were probably the biggest homophobes in town. Every time I went over for dinner they’d be discussing with disgust the latest advancements on gay marriage. “It’s just that…every time I see. Every woman reacts this way. Project. Take that fantasy woman of yours, who may be your wife or girlfriend if you are lucky, and imagine them here. What would you do to them?" Fuck them! Whip them! Slap them!" the audience cried out, and Cassandra jiggled happily at each suggestion, having finally made it to the front row. Sierra was occupied, impaled as she was on two fingers of a stern-looking man a couple of places to my right."Cassandra, how did you like the walk down here?" I loved it. I. True to his word, Jack had requested that the WellsNotice to Jocelyn be withdrawn, and after lengthy discussion as to thelegality of such a move, he was assured that whether it was withdrawn ornot, there would be no further action against her."I'll want a written statement to that effect," he'd said. It had beenagreed.After the meeting, Jack had assured Jocelyn that she had nothing to worryabout."Holloran, though, had better get used to the idea of life in orangepajamas." There's an emergency. When Cole pulled out he gave me only a moment to catch my breath before pushing his shaft past my lips once again. I felt his cock start to pulsate as though he was about to release right there in the back of my throat, but he pulled out at the last second. “Stand up!” Cole ordered. When I did he shifted me so I was bent over with my bottom toward him and my arms out in front allowing me to stay balanced. In a split second I felt Cole’s cock stretch out my tight, dripping pussy. Over and over.