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Millennium drug.
     
    "We're going to buy it and warehouse it.
We're not going to market it. Why would we? Our current drug is
much more of a moneymaker for Millennium and its shareholders. If
we bring yours to market, we lose money. Sure, yours is a cure, as
opposed to ours. Ours just alleviates the symptoms. But patients
take it for a lifetime. A lifetime is a long time. And it makes a
lot of money that way. I promised Robert we would market it in
order to get him to agree to sell it to us," Mitch said.
     
    "Why are you telling me this? Don't you think
I would tell Robert and get him to call this purchase off?" she
demanded.
     
    "I'm confident you won't tell Robert. I have
something I want to show you," Mitch said through a sly smile. He
brought out his smartphone and started to play an old, grainy
video. He showed her a few seconds of it before Emily turned
away.
     
    Mitch, knowing he had her exactly where he
wanted, calmly said, "If you want to see your drug on the market,
you have to agree to a few things."
     
    ****
     
    At 9:00, she knocked on the Mitch's hotel
room door. He opened the door with a huge grin.
     
    "Hey, I still have the champagne! I
just popped it. I knew you would be here. Welcome, Emily. Or should
I call you Kimber ?" he
taunted. His shirt was open. She wanted to kick him in the groin.
But this was a business deal.
    "Sign this." she commanded.
     
    "What's this?" his voice got quiet. He read
the lines on the paper. "No problem." He signed the paper. She
grabbed it and put it in her purse.
     
    He handed her the glass of champagne and put
on some music from his laptop. She sat down on the Mitch's bed. The
look on her face was all business. The smile left his face as he
slowly unbuckled his belt. He unzipped his pants and let them drop
in a melodramatic fashion, as if he was a porn star. He didn't wear
underwear. His erect penis bounced when his pants fell. The head of
his penis was strangely large and out of proportion to the rest of
his shaft, like a caricature of a mushroom. Mitch climbed out of
his pants and took a few steps towards Emily. He paused with his
erection only a few inches away from her face. He stayed there as
if demanding she play her part in his porn movie. He inched forward
until the tip of his penis touched her lips. He held his penis as
he explored her frozen face with it, touching all parts of her
face. He wanted her to get to know his manhood, its smell, and its
look. He wanted it to be imprinted on her mind, never to be
forgotten. Finally, he pressed his erection onto her lips, where he
expected her now to perform. She slowly and reluctantly took him
into her mouth. Impatient with her performance, he shoved it into
the back of her mouth, causing her to make a choking sound. Ahh, he
liked that sound. He withdrew until just his head was in her mouth.
Then he plunged his penis in all the way again. Again, she emitted
a choking sound. He grabbed her hair and began to move in and out
of her mouth. Her mouth felt warm and wet. He was excited that it
was playing out like this. The combination of business and pleasure
never felt so good. He continued to grab her hair and move her head
up and down his erection. He closed his eyes as her mouth slid back
and forth over his penis. This was the best blowjob he's ever had
and he's made sure he's had a lot of them.
    He watched her suck him. He had been quiet
until he couldn't take it any more. His moaning announced to her
that he was about to come. It would take all the intestinal
fortitude she could muster in the next few seconds. Emily really
didn't know if she could swallow his semen. She couldn't stand the
taste of his dick as it was.
     
    As his moaning became a primal groan, he
quickly slid his erection out of her mouth, grabbed it with his
right hand and stroked it in front of her face. The first pump of
his ejaculate shot over her head in a single rope of milky white
cream, landed on the top of her head and created a straight