"I can't decide if he's a good guy or a bad guy."Sandy glanced at her before replying. She sat, the papers in her lap momentarily forgotten. She had b...en reviewing the changes she had been considering in her presentation, but now focused on the road ahead, though not seeing much that was there."My guess," Sandy answered, "is that he's neither. I think he's just a more-or-less honest workman who got caught in the middle." More-or-less?" Helen asked."Well, yeah. I mean, he didn't refuse to carry. I asked them how I was going to afford the surgery and that’s when they told me about the trust fund that had been set up for me following the death of my parents. Between their accumulated savings, life insurance, and an additional benefit from the hedge fund, I was actually worth well over $15M, which I would gain access to once I turned 18.I planned my surgery for my eighteenth birthday and my Aunts helped me find the very best plastic surgeon in the state. The recovery period took several. I started moaning as i pulled him above me. His sweaty smell of his body turned me on. His hardness was intermittently touching my thighs that sent a nice sensation all over my body he then pulled me in sitting position and pulled the gown above,He smiled at the thought that I wasn’t wearing any panty inside he fingered my pussy roughly. Though painful, it was really a wonderful feeling. He smelled my pussy and then in a swift motion, removed my gown and threw it on the chair. Rough as he was,. Tall, muscular, tanned, gorgeous, beautiful green eyes, and a promising smile. He looked at me, up and down, and licked his lips. — Hi, Ziomara. It’s very nice to meet you. Bianca has told me a lot about you. – Hello, nice to meet you. She’s told me a lot about you too. — Ok, well enough small talk, let’s get her home, she wants to take a shower, and hopefully change into some clothes. Girl, you’re practically running around naked. – Bianca, you are such a prune! (We all laughed) Finally,.