"And no, I don't want relief right now, although it was sweet of you to think of it." No, Boss, I was going to offer a massage. They are supposed to b... the thing after a long day. The girls thought I was pretty good when we used to practice on each other."Well, there was an idea. I stripped off and lay flat on my front as ordered, waiting while she gathered a few bits and pieces together. I thought I knew what I was letting myself in for. I thought that a back rub would be pleasant, and I was. After we went over all my notes she asked me when I was going to release my book.Even though I was writing it as suspense/fiction, seeing a lot of it was just assumptions that I made and that Jeff had also made, it could help get Jeff a new trial.I told Pat that I was having my book released the following month. I didn't expect a lot of fanfare since the deaths occurred nearly a year ago.She smiled at me and said, "We'll see about that."By the time my book came out Pat had already filed for a. It wasn't like me to overlook a beautiful classmate. But somehow I had. Instead of uttering something potentially stupid, I simply leaned over and kissed her. It was the best decision I'd ever made. Our lips touched, parted, and our tongues collided–sending shivers down my spine. Then, as they say, she melted into my arms. I buried my face in Donna's hair and inhaled deeply. First came the bright floral aroma of shampoo. Then the complex bouquet of essential oils from a perfume that seemed. ?No I convinced him to be my slave. We are now the proud owners of a no limits, piece of shit, full service bitch!??Really? Gotta like that! Well, you two have fun with him for a few minutes I have to piss and take a shower.??Wait, come here. He’s a full service slave and I want him to be a dirty cocksucker. Besides, he doesn’t have the toilet fixed so unless you were going to piss in the shower he’s your toilet.?As Shelly started undoing Allen’s pants she said ?Come here bitch, get this sweaty.