I could change everything about her, but ... What about doing good? This wouldn’t help others. This wouldn’t make anyone happy but Nikkole and me....Where was the greater good in this?I’d spent the weekend helping my family and myself. I needed four charges to start fixing my town.I could use one today and still employ my plan in the minute before midnight this evening... No!I backed out of Nikkole’s menu, shaking my head.“You haven’t edited the mayor,” Anael said. “You want this, Steve.”“I do,”. "You can do that after, if you like." He sounded devious. If my body wasn't already shaking, my legs felt so weak. I barely could hold my backside up. I was ordered to grab pillows and stuff them under my pelvis. I was on my tippy toes as he grinded his fingers into me. I felt like he was going to rip me open. The fingers were out and his tip dipped into me. It felt like he was going to come up my throat. I dry heaves as he plunged deep into me. I screamed out several profanities with hopes. Sunday night I told Karen to go put on something that she could slip off real easy; but reminded her no underwear. She chose a white blouse and simple black skirt.We got in the car and drove to Tottenham Court Road; where we walked towards London's famous Soho. I could tell Karen was becoming excited and she kept up a constant chatter about how she was looking forward to whatever I had planned for her.We turned into Soho Square and walked amongst the sex shops; I pulled Karen to me and said. "She does stuff like that all the time," I said. "She just likes to tease me, but I'm learning how to pull her chain too," I boasted.Mr. Oldham came in the back door and through the kitchen. I waved at him and he waved back as he headed up the stairs. Damn, I thought. I won't get to tell him about the game tonight."Are you going to have time for me this weekend? Am I going to be able to see you?" Alice's voice was soft and dreamy, like she was waiting anxiously for my answer. This was unlike.