We started kissing passionately again as I felt his hand move up my thigh. He started to rub my swollen clit. I was moaning and pressing against him t...lling him not to stop. He rubbed untill I couldn't take it anymore and I came all over his hand. Then he rubbed his soaked fingers across my lips and kissed me.He looked deep into my eyes as he slid his cock deep inside my soaked pussy. Then he stood there stareing at me as he moved his cock in and out. I was having trouble standing, his cock. ”“Well ... Hell. I accept.”“Thank you.” Mr. Murray gave me a sly smile. “I imagine your next accounting will tell you how much.”“That’s not due for six months ... can’t you tell me?”“I don’t know.”AAARRRGGGHHH!“That’s not right ... it’s ‘ARRR!’” Mr. Murray then said, “You should always end with ‘ME HEARTIES!’”“ARRR ME HEARTIES? Like that?”“Perfectly done, Miss Flintkote.“Now, I’d like to talk to you about school. I’m on the Board and we were wondering...”“We, the three us, are up for our. I nodded as my reply. “I scratched them with my nails,” she said and she looked in a direction in the room where no one was standing. “They’re going to get them,” she said again. She then looked into my eyes again. “Hey but at least I fit in with the group with you now,” she said and it took a moment for me to figure out what she meant. I saw her eyes start to tear and mine did too as I understood what group she meant. . . the rape support group. I leaned into her gently and gave her a. She’s great fun. You’re bringing her to the office dinner party tomorrow?”“Oh, damn! I forgot all about it. Yes, if she wants to go.”“Oh, she will!” Harriet laughed. “She’s got things to wear now.”She went and collected Zena, and they left, with Connie seeing them to the door, once again in tears, thanking them all the way. There was much hugging before the pair left.“Love the hair,” I said as the door closed. “It suits you far better; your face looks prettier and more delicate.”She said.