I love Atlanta and it’s the city of my birth but in the past few years, Boston has become home. I’ve grown accustomed to Bean Town and the busy, p...eudo-intellectuals and mundanes who make up most of its population. These days, I’m on vacation. Last year, the firm’s net income was nineteen million dollars, after taxes. We were suddenly on the map. We had become a powerhouse in New England and could do just about anything we wanted. And since we were virtually immune from frivolous lawsuits the. I was honestly taken aback. Everything had happened quickly and I hadn't actually taken the time to think through how things were going to go. If you had asked me, I probably would have said we'd both masturbate with our pants open, but still on. The idea of masturbating fully naked while sitting next to another guy somehow hadn't entered my mind, yet, I followed his lead and removed everything I had on before sitting on his bed.I found myself glad he hadn't turned on the light or opened the. Now go around back, Tony will tell you what to do."Tony was waiting for me. There were a rail of about 30 outfits. He explained what he wanted and warned me that if things went wrong he would whip me from head to toe. He then handed me a drink. "The stage lights will be hot and we don't want you fainting so keep yourself hydrated. There's more there in the jug." Tony then went outside and introduced me."We are delighted you have been able to join us today for our fashion event. I would like you. “I love you,” I whispered, my voice barely comprehensible with how much it shook. “After all you did, I still love you.” Her breath hitched and her chest heaved. “Oh god, you silly, incredible, wonderful woman! I’m… I never thought…” Her words were swallowed my hard, desperate sobs, and she crumpled into a heap, just like I had hours earlier. I knelt down next to her and cupped her chin, not understand what was going on but unable to bear watching her in pain. “Cordelia,” I whispered soothingly.