She practiced alone, rather than join a big firm, as most barristers did, and cherry-picked cases, usually defending people in the entertainment busin...ss who were mistreated by customers or cheated by their employers; she had such a high success rate than more commonly cases she represented clients on were usually settled out of court. I was impressed by this woman and, wanted to get to know her better, perhaps as a friend or an ally.It was almost two weeks before I was sufficiently released. “I know so!” With that Greg grabbed me and threw me up over his shoulder. My bottom was completely exposed to the night air. Greg slid his hand up my thigh and right between my legs. His fingers pressed again pussy and his thumb wrapped around my leg. Greg carried me to the back of the building where the entrance to the upstairs was. “Oh, your sweet little pussy feels nice and hot right now.” Greg easily carried me into the building and up the stairs. He stopped only to put the key into a. I had a black eye. She was unscathed, not a mark on her, in spite of my best efforts. Yet here she was, playing victim. That woman was lying through her teeth! If looks could kill, she’d be dead. I was escorted off the property and taken to a squad car. I’m the white female servant of a wealthy black woman who kicked my ass before having me arrested by the police. How times have changed. So, here I am. It’s been two years since the death of my husband. One year since I lost everything. My. "He stopped and looked at me. I guess to make sure I wasn't looking at him funny or was disgusted by what he was saying. Quite the opposite, in fact. I definitely wanted him to continue at this point."Go on. In your what?"I scooted closer to him on the couch as I asked.He kept looking at me. "My mouth."Now he's moving closer to me on the couch. This is it. This is really happening. We're sitting next to each other now. Our heads move closer and closer until our lips finally meet. It's soft at.