I’m sort of like a venture capitalist, which can be a kind of term for legal loan-shark, if you wanted to get nasty about it. I’ve accumulated a l...ttle money over my life and managed to increase it substantially by investing wisely with people in whom I had a high degree of confidence. I’m not infallible. Some things don’t work out, but my success ratio is about 80%, so I’m able to absorb a loss and move on. Often, it’s a learning experience that gives me better insight into the next. Jayne stepped forward at the gate, and spoke to the priests who were guarding the entrance. She spoke in low tones to them, and handed them a small bag of coins. I arched my brow -- who was paying for this? I hoped it wasn't me."Let's go," she said. "To the top." We went through the gate. The Aerie has a spiral staircase that hugs the outside wall. Newer construction on the inside abutted the staircase, making it a long hallway that ran up the side of the entire building. Every twenty feet or. With my right arm around her I grabbed her left tit and my left hand move over her left hip to her pubes and cupped most of her fleshy vulva.With nowhere to go, all she could do was wait for me to penetrate her.Her ass, still slick form the soap, opened up so easy as the head of my cock found the rubbery opening of her sphincter between her cheeks.Still a grunt (discomfort? pain? of simply of being filled in the way she requested herself?) escaped from her lips as I pushed myself forward in one. I had thought that we were alone. Through the doorway poked the head of a young girl with long, straight blonde hair. She glanced at us momentarily, then started walking toward us, tying the belt of the pink robe which surrounded her graceful, petite body. "Hi," she said as she approached."Paul, this is Jennifer Allen," Beth told me, a bright smile on her face. "We went to high school together. She's going to college here, and is sharing the apartment with me until she can get her own."I was.