You may lose your friends. But we may stop a war.’ She sat silently for a moment and he could almost see through her eyes. He saw her thinking abou... far away relatives and people she’d never met. He saw her wondering if they could really make a difference. ‘Yes,’ she told him with a stoic expression. ‘I’ll do whatever has to be done.’ He wanted to embrace her. She was one of the few who had actually believed in his crusade and the first person to sign on to help. He sat there for a moment,. She was wearing only her night attire which he figured was a good sign but clearly was feeling the worse for wear after all the wine she'd drunk the night before. His dick remained at half mast during his showering apart from when she cleaned it, her touch was more familiar this time, and while she wasn't trying to be sensuous as she washed his cock he nevertheless grew to full erection. She didn't comment but simply carried on washing it before rinsing him off. Obviously no happy ending was on. She sent it off, then created a folder for the person and moved the copy of what she sent plus the original into it. She opened up the next email, read it and started typing a reply."You aren't going to write a new email to each person, are you?" I was. Why?" Do they need to be individual? Aren't you going to say the same thing to everybody?" Pretty much. If they ask a specific question, I should answer it." I agree. Get back to the one you just sent."She clicked on the folder and opened it. ??she thought? she would do anything for this man to haveHim give her that feeling again.? Hishand still on her cunt moved slowly away and came to her mouth.? ?Lick slut? and? she did, not enjoying the taste of her ownjuices, but loving the hand the fingers of the man who was now her Master.? ?Come home with me, Slut.? The Drive Home As He pulled away without looking at her, He told her tokeep those legs spread wide and to move the blouse so that her full titmeat wasvisible to all.? Those were.