Susan Kensington the scientist, scholar and so much more. Why could they not co-exist, each part of who she was? No conflict was necessary. Society co...ld shove its narrow-eyed judgments of culture and religion up its ass. Fuck it all. She denied that artificial morality of sex, those constraints of supposedly normal behavior: the chains of others trying to control and manipulate her. She knew how wrong she had been, the battle of viewpoint was not just observer and participant. Dignity must. ‘I’ve got everything ready. I’m not sure where I’ll go, but there isn’t anything here for me.’ ME! Her heart cried out. What about me?! ‘Look at me, dammit,’ she shouted. He glanced at her and said simply, ‘I’m sorry.’ Then he turned and walked to his car, driving off into the sunset. Toni collapsed on the curb, hugging the puppy tightly to her shaking frame. The tears came unbidden now, soaking the puppy’s face. As she sobbed, the puppy whimpered at the distress of her mistress and started to. I remember thinking that I had more than one reason to look forward to coming to work from now on. I bent her over the desk and entered her quickly. She was wet and responsive. I called Graeme and thanked him, telling him I thought it would work out very well as I pumped. I hung up and pushed her to her knees and took her mouth again. She swallowed me to the root and I remarked to myself that a well-trained secretary was a godsend.With that kind of opportunity available all day every day it was. " "Thanks," Alanna said. "I guess I let my emotions get to me. I just want to cause her more pain." "Really? Then I have good news for you. Although you removed her vagina and uterus, her clit is still intact. Before you go further with that spit, let me use the poker to burn it off. She should howl like a fucking banshee." Alanna's eyes lit up like a kid's on Christmas. "Hell yes," she said. "Do it." Rita was glad to be able to administer at lest some.