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She nearly pulls his hair out and is sure her
screams for “Steven” and “more” can be heard miles away. She
apologizes, but Steven laughs and says he likes to hear her enjoy
what he does to her and he likes to make her come.

Steven is on his knees, stroking her with his hand,
kissing her and puts his finger in her mouth. “I’m going to put it
inside you.”

He’s so sexy talking to her and she almost laughs
because he sounds almost like he’s still her trainer. He is, but
this is better than showing her a new boxing move.

His voice goes on but it’s getting throaty and deep.
As a virgin she will be tight inside and at first it would be
uncomfortable and might hurt some but not more than she can stand.
He’s going to go slow and give her time to feel him inside her and
let her body adjust to him there. Steven strokes his finger up and
down on her opening as he talks on and on and on.

“Please Steven.” She is more than ready for him. He
holds his finger just inside her, kissing her lips and neck and
ears and then sucking and kissing her breasts. He gently nips her
nipples with his teeth and her hips lurch up and Steven pushes his
finger all the way inside her.

“Ahaaaa.” It surprises her that it feels like an
invasion, but she looks into his eyes, all caring and watching her,
she pushes against it wanting more.

He holds it there, unmoving, and kissing her with a
secret smile on his beautiful lips. “You’re very wet. Good job,
Judy.”

Like she has a choice? He’s driving her crazy.

“You’re driving me crazy, Steven.” He laughs at her.
It’s his best that says he’s enjoying himself.

Kissing and sucking on her clit, he calls it but she
calls it heaven, he begins to move his finger in and out, in and
out and then she can feel him curl it upward and is stroking her
inside. Sparks fly. “Steven!”

He keeps doing that, while he watches her face
closely. Deep in her belly her arousal is starting to peak, her
belly is convulsing and Steven slides two fingers inside her.

She groans loudly and he’s still moving and she’s
about to come again. Steven pulls his fingers out of her. She
groans and watches as he puts himself there. He looks huge and for
a second she wonders how he’ll fit. But he’s left her sweating and
breathing hard and wanting him more than ever. She doesn’t care if
he fits inside her. She just wants him there.

“I’m going to take you now Judy. You’ll feel it.”
Steven’s words and voice makes her hips jump off the bed.

“Please Steven.”

She feels him stretch her opening and move into her
slowly. Deeper and deeper and then Steven slams inside her until
he’s all the way inside her. She feels a sharp pinch and hears
Steven groan and call out to her.

“Oh my God Judy, Oh my God.” He’s very still, not
moving, but lays down on her holding her face and kissing her lips
and eyelids and everywhere.

“I love you Judy. I’ve loved you since the first day
you walked into the club.”

He feels huge and hot inside her and she can feel
some hurt inside, but as he kisses her and nuzzles her neck and
smiles at her, her body relaxes and it doesn’t hurt at all.

“More Steven. Please more.”

With his face close to hers and their eyes locked on
each other, Steven raises his weight off her like a pushup and
slowly begins to move. In and out with small moves and then longer
ones, it’s like dancing with him. It’s easy to match his rhythm and
it feels so good and comfortable.

This is what she’s needed from him for so long.
Faster together, she watches his face and eyes and he watches her.
Faster and he pulls nearly out of her and then slowly back in all
the way.

“Ahhhhh. Feels good.” She moans as she begins to
feel that delicious promising tension rising deep insider her like
it did before.

“I feel you coming Judy. You are exquisite and feel
so good.” He breathes and then really begins to move. “Let go Judy.
Let go and let it happen. I’ll be with you.”

Her body explodes and Steven is moving faster and
harder. She can see the look of adoration in his eyes. He consumes
her. He stays with her taking her higher and higher until she
doesn’t think she can stand it. Steven slams hard inside her and
gasps and let’s himself come inside her. She feels him. She feels
his release, his pleasure and tears burst in her eyes when another
wave rolls through her body.

With a satisfied smile that she’s sure matches hers;
Steven slowly pulls out of her. It hurts in a sore not sharp way.
He rolls off her and takes her with him and they’re lying
chest-to-chest and face-to-face and holding on to each other as
tight as they can.

Her face is wet with her tears. “We’re quite a pair
aren’t we?” She says and sniffles. He kisses her wet cheeks, rubs
her back and butt gently, until she’s fully relaxed on top of
him.

They lay together until they’re calm. She’s never
felt such happiness, even with Stalwart.

“That night . . . Simon was coming by to have dinner
with us. With Simon there it was -- to me -- the same as
introducing you to my parents. After dinner Simon was going home
and I was taking you to my house, where I planned a fire, an
incredible brandy and you and me together all night.” Steven sighs
and kisses my temple. “I thought I had lost you forever . . . that
I would never get another chance to love you,” he whispers, closes
his eyes and is asleep.

She watches his easy breathing and his lips part.
His lashes are long and thick and rest softly on his cheeks.
“Beautiful,” she whispers and moves slightly. A crease appears
between his eyes and he pulls her tighter without waking. She
laughs softly realizing that crease has been as much a part of her
life as BB.

Her finely honed routine
has eluded her since Steven and Simon came and took over her life.
She’d missed it. Efficient, enjoyable, nourishing and now she has
routine but with happy on top. Like his kisses, Steven has lots of
ways to make love. She hopes he’ll never run out of ways to teach
her.

Her eyes also are constantly changing. Twelve
changes of glasses later, they still aren’t as perfect as they were
and they’re still light sensitive. Steven loves her in glasses, he
says, and as soon as Judy passes her driver’s test, the wedding it
on.

She’s goes to Stalwart each morning for a half a
day. Charles never formed a corporation and she sits where Franklin
used to sit during the morning staff meeting. She has only
confidence in his and DeShaun’s ability to run their company. They
seek her advice often and listen. She’s added three more businesses
to Stalwarts already this year. Her Stalwarts family is growing
strong and healthy.

Charles and Candace created an electronic media
department for Stalwart’s websites and other electronic
communications. Candace is in charge and it’s amazing what she’s
done so far. When Judy advised him to let her move on to reach her
potential, Charles vehemently disagreed.

“She’s brilliant and she likes it here, Judy. She
doesn’t want to leave. I remember how I didn’t want to go either.
Stalwart Companies is my home, Candace and I can reach our
potential – he spits the word at her – along with Stalwart
Companies.”

To have a life is to embrace change and Stalwart
lives and breathes. “Okay.”

Steven hired a driver for her who’s always at her
beck and call, but she doesn’t go anywhere except to see Franklin
when he’s around, the office and Steven’s club. She drives BB some
on the weekends with Steven, but she has to be careful. If she
overdoes, her eyes will hurt and a massive headache will send her
to bed.

Steven is working on it. His methods are
excruciatingly pleasant and satisfying.

“A headache? You have a headache that’s great,” he
says with a grin and quickly hauls her off to the bedroom, lays her
down and takes off all her clothes and his. “Now, show me where it
hurts.”

But there are some things that don’t change. Lately
when he’s not taking care of her, Steven is quiet, withdrawn and
stares at the window at nothing.

“Enough Steven! You’ve been moping for weeks. I’ve
tried to give you space and let you work out whatever is bothering
you. I know how you hate to share. My God that would be admitting
that you are human. I appreciate that you spend all your time
taking care of me and the children, but it’s hurting me . . . us.
It’s excruciating watching you suffer and not letting us help
you.”

“It’s nothing.” Steven walks away.

“No! Not this time
Steven. Enough with your lies.” In seconds he’s on the floor and
Judy is sitting on his chest with her forearm against his throat,
her feet backwards pressing against his groin. “Talk! Now!”

“Can’t,” Steven croaks making Judy laugh in his face
as she presses her lips against his and forcing her tongue between
his lips.

Breaking the kiss Judy lets him up but as soon as
he’s on his feet, she’s twisted his arm behind his back and forced
his face against the wall. Quickly spreading his legs, she grabs
his balls in a stiff hold. “Quickly Steven, I’m getting
impatient.”

“Amy is in trouble,” a sob escapes his chest.

Sitting on the floor with their backs against the
wall, Judy grips Steven’s hand. Steven and Simon were working
together in a custody battle for Amy. His ex-wife, Sharon,
emotionally unstable when they were married, has been taken over by
her controlling and wealthy parents. They are seeking custody of
Amy and would keep her from Steven. Without Simon, Steven’s
resources can’t match those of her parents.

“I’m going to loose her, Judy. Amy sneaks around
late at night to call me, begging me to come and get her. She’s
virtually being held a prisoner and I have no way to fight
them.”

“But you go to see her everything other month.”

“I try but they won’t let me see her. I go anyway
hoping each time. I saw her through the window last month. She’s
growing so much. She’s so beautiful.” Tears are rolling down his
cheeks. “The last hearing is in three days. The only lawyer I could
get that would go up against Sharon’s family and I could afford
isn’t doing anything! My house and businesses are mortgaged to the
max.””

“Witcher its Judy, I need your help.”

When Steven, Judy, Michael and Suzanne get off the
plane in Sacramento four tall and sharply dressed men stand like
sentinels or more like four men-in-black waiting for them. Only one
has a grin.

“Judy, I’ve been waiting years for your call. I was
beginning to think I’d never get a chance to show off for you.”
Witcher grabs her into a huge embrace. “The lady in red with a gun?
I’ve got that poster framed in my office, Judy. I’m the envy of my
peers!” He laughs and guides them to a limo.

Now running the state’s largest and most prestigious
law firm, Witcher was her P.A. before DeShaun and has handpicked
Steven’s team. “They’re kind of scary, Judy,” Michael says and puts
this arm protectively around her shoulders.

Judy, Michael and Suzanne sit in the courtroom
directly behind Steven and his table of lawyers. It takes less than
an hour before Amy is in his arms and Suzanne has officially taken
over as her Mom and BFF.

“Stay close to me, Amy. It’ll be all right,” Suzanne
took the little girl’s hand and Judy felt Steven gasp a sob as he
grabbed Judy to him. “Thank you Judy. Thank you.”

“Stay close to me Steven. It’ll be all right,” she
whispered in his ear.

Steven has undisputable custody of his
seven-year-old daughter, who has his curly blonde streaked hair and
dimple in her cubby chin. With Amy firmly in place in their family,
the wedding moves forward at breathtaking speed. Judy wasn’t
consulted on anything and if she asks any questions she’s met with
Suzanne’s glare. Charlotte, Becky, and Harriet assisted the
twelve-year-old but it was clear who was in charge.

Before she knows it’s a
sunny Sunday afternoon with Judy holding onto Charles’ arm in
Steven’s backyard. It’s overflowing with people dressed in colorful
clothing. Turquoise, lime green, bright yellows and warm oranges.
Acceptable wedding guest apparel was printed on the invitation
Becky sneaked to her. There are so many people Judy can’t see to
the front and where Steven should be. With the sun and the bright
colors she has to squint.

Following the trail of rose pedals, Charles leads
her through the maze of people. “I think we’re going in circles,
Judy,” Charles laughs and squeezes her arm. “Suzanne said she
wanted everyone to see you, so I guess we’re taking the grand
tour.”

It was so much fun, Judy got to see and talk to
everyone as Charles walked her to Steven. Her gown was the talk of
the wedding. Designed and made by Suzanne of a soft clinging snow
white material that cling to her like a second skin. The front was
high at the neck and hung straight to the toes of her white shoes.
The back was open from her neck to below her waist and flared out
into a graceful three foot train.

Giggles, laughs and appreciative comments followed
them as they passed by and often they were sent on their way with
applause. The entire back of Judy’s gown was hand painted with
black Jaguar paw prints.

Suzanne said she designed it to cover Judy’s scars
and to make sure BB got to be part of the wedding. Judy can't argue
with a twelve year old, who knows more about dressing up than Judy
will ever know. Actually she loves the gown and the lovely child
who made it just for her.

They’ve been walking for at least twenty minutes,
when they round a corner and finally there’s Steven waiting for
her. She suddenly stops and gasps at the scene in front of her. A
huge pastel drawing is the backdrop surrounded by colorful flowers.
It’s a drawing of Judy holding out her hand and Steven reaching for
it. Tears flood her eyes.