Yui Ikeda

My name is Stephanie. At age 26, I was on top of the world, or at least seemed to be. I am 5’10” with a slim figure, nice boobs, long blonde hair, and a pretty face. During college, I modeled part time, making good money, to pay for college and provide a nest egg for what I really wanted. I had ambitions, I had a vision, and I saw potentials for new ideas and products. While I was in college, I attracted a group of very smart, capable people around me. I needed a team, because as capable as I was, I knew I could not do it all myself. I had a vision for a web app, unlike anything else on the market. I knew this app would open new worlds for people, if done right. I had a vision for how it should look, what it should do, how the interface should be. I was not programmer enough to do this, though I knew a little about code. asian I found people who could do this and used my nest egg from modeling to pay people to bring my vision into reality. I drove my people hard, but I drove myself even harder. I worked 16 hour days, 7 days a week. I worked, I ate, and I slept, often just in whatever office I could afford at the time. I scared up some financing, beyond what I had from modeling and pushed everyone. Yes, I was demanding, I was critical, I had high expectations and when people fell short I let them know it. If I had been a man, I’d have been admired and set up as some kind of role model. Hell, I modeled myself after some of the most successful people in the tech world. But because I was a woman, I was a bitch. My basic assumption was that when we made it big, I’d reward all the people who helped get me there. In the meantime, I kept sole ownership of the business. I wanted no one whatsoever to be able to second guess me or have the power to undercut my decisions. I owned it, I ran it, I called all the shots, driving all of us to places we’d only ever dreamed of. By the time we released it, my money was about gone. I could keep paying people as we proceeded, but let my apartment go. I was sleeping in the office most of the time anyhow. We had a decent rollout, with good word of mouth. Before long, we had the hottest new app out there. The problem was making money out of it. We brought in revenue, which immediately went back into salaries and advertising. It’s a common problem in some tech rollouts, monetizing your success. We quickly got very big, but with the money being chewed up as fast as it came in. We were really catching fire, but the segment we created began to attract the attention of some much bigger companies. I knew if we could amateur hold on to what we had and keep building for another six months, we’d be a major success. Part of that meant defending our turf against newcomers who were gunning for us and our market and clients. That meant continuing to enhance the product, even as we tried to defend our market share. With our cash situation, that was becoming increasingly difficult. That was where we were when another tech giant, which will go unnamed, offered to buy me out. I didn’t really want to sell, but wasn’t sure we’d be the success I wanted if I didn’t. Look at the companies that opened new things only to get beat creampie by other companies that left them in the dust. They are legion. I didn’t want to go down as just another innovator who got beat at their own game. So when they japanese came in and offered me teen cash for my company, I had to consider it. My uncle Roger lived in Thailand with his Thai wife. How much does the dom get?” I don't know what I would have done without you here tonight." Aunt Sheen immediately complied without a word and lay on the warm stone bench. Her fingers were cool but nice as she petted me blonde curls. “Good!” I purred. 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Her throat bulged like a frog as she gobbled inch after inch until the whole thing disappeared down her throat and her lips pressed on the large sweaty amateur scrotum. So I used to go to Maria's even-smaller house out in the back yard to watch television by myself on Sundays, in order to take a break from my not-so-small family for a while. The music blaring in the background fades away and it’s just the two of us. I recognized the driver as Juanita. I shuddered. The outfit had been downright slutty, and Kelly had been a hit, basking in the radiance of adoration and teen jealousy from those around her. I wanted to love my creation. - But .. Hugging her he said. She noticed her teddy in a crumpled heap at the base of her bed.