Her trembling hands obeyed even before her brain had made up its mind. Fight, flee or freeze, her dumb body chose freeze. The next hour was spent givi...g her usual unenthusiastic blowjobs while getting her ass groped and pussy fucked. She tried to look strong and professional but was betrayed by the tears were roiling down her cheeks. 5 years of higher education for this?Once the meeting was over, she wanted to head straight to her car, drive home and never look back, but got intercepted by her. They were always showing up for lunch either so frenetic I feared they would stroke out or, looking like they needed something to keep them from falling into their salads. I asked Chas what he was hearing from the guys and he was just vague (and Chas was never vague about anything). It was around this time that a large group of our friends started weekending outside the city (this is a true story so I’m not going to say where…or is it, could what you are about to read really be true?). For. The aroma of chlorine always had an invigorating effect on him. As soon as he sniffed it in the air, adrenaline started pumping through his body, he just felt more awake—more alive.“Let’s get fired up, guys,” he said to his four swimmers, “today’s your day. This is what you’ve been working towards all season.” He helped his boys find the locker room and told them he would meet them by the pool.Thirty minutes later, he and the boys had found the correct warmup lane and Mitch was lost in thought. Dad picked it up.“Good morning James.”There was a silence while James Gordon said something to my Dad.“Very well, see you in 30 minutes.”“Come on sleepy head, James is meeting us in the dining room in thirty minutes.”We quickly got ourselves ready and arrived downstairs with five minutes to spare. James was waiting for us.“Okay guys, before you go off and meet with Disney, we need to settle a few things. Firstly, David, do you want me to represent you in the USA?”“What are your fees?” Dad.