She had short affairs with selected prominent businessmen and politicians. When the short, usually unsatisfactory affairs, were ended, she blackmailed...each man, receiving money or votes or both in return for her silence.She was so successful in her public and private activities that she not only survived the stock market crash that ruined so many others but grew richer and more powerful. For more than twenty years she continued to live that life. Doing what she wanted, when she wanted, with who. He spins her around and shoves her head down onto the desk, using his foot to force her legs apart. He pushes his cock between her legs, then draws back in disgust. "She's hardly wet!", he growls, "Open YOUR legs! I know your fucking cunt is dripping right now!" I immediately prop one foot up on the desk top, brace myself, and lean back to allow him easy access. He steps between my legs, cock in hand, and uses the head of it to part my swollen pussy lips. He thrusts violently forward,. "Aren't you going to dry off and go to bed?" I will in a minute, sweetie. I just want to relax in the warm water first. You go on to bed and I'll tuck you in shortly."So off the bed I skipped. Yeah I still skipped in those days. It wasn't long after climbing into bed I heard the water in the tub splashing. My bedroom wall was next to the bathroom and I listened. Soon there came a very low moaning and I knew it was Mom. Just as I was about to scamper from my bed and check on her I heard the tub. I do." She always called me that because of my hair. My hair is not just red, it's fire engine red. Real red. And with my green eyes, and pale skin I look like a movie star from old television. I don't' freckle real badly, but I do have them on my nose. "If they will take my skinny assed body over yours, and this mess here with tubes and being helpless will just be over, I will be glad. You actually are doing me a favor."I remember starting to cry right then. And I went over to Heather and.