She must have had an idea that she knew who I was as myoriginal manuscript had my old male name on it as author, but she madeno mention of that and co...tinued to call me Sue-Ellen and to treat melike just another woman.I signed the contract, and handed the pen to Mary Lou who looked upwhen Greg loudly cleared his throat for attention, and indicated 'no'with his head, that Mary Lou was not to sign the contract. She handedthe pen back to me, and I laid it on the desk, handing the signedcontracts. "Fine, I just don't want to be shot," I said as I turned back to the plane. I had noticed she was a redhead, had freckles on her face, and was around thirteen years of age. She also had small perky breasts inside the T-shirt she was wearing that just screamed suck me. I turned to climb into the plane when she started up again."You fucking bastard, I'm going to kill..."The sound of a slap had me turning back around. I was surprised to see Sarla lowering her hand and she had grabbed the girl's. She hissed with carnal delight when the tip of my tongue slapped at her clitoris standing tall between her puffy lips: lips swollen in anticipation of my advance, my attack. I threw a forearm over her slim belly to slow the bouncing of her narrow hips as she is wont to when I probe her slippery folds. Her fingers twisted my hair in her grip then nails dug at my scalp pulling my face into the passage that contains her physical love, to taste the sweet dewy drops of nectar she milked from her. ..a beautiful piece that had a nice central stone with a loop off the bottom of the large moonstone. It was a choker that only certain folk might hazard a guess at...the real meaning.Prior to this point, Kels had picked out a simple leather collar. I knocked on her door and she answered it dressed in a very loose and airy floral print summer dress. It had a plunging neckline and nicely tailored waste so it flowed with her as she moved. Absolutely stunning with the wedge heals she was.