Publisher's Synopsis
"Yes, you are!" Julissa said to Maricell in a rather abrasive authoritative tone."No I am not about to go and sit in front of a fucking shrink when I am a Psychology major myself, for Christ's sake," she fired back in her own authoritative voice. Julissa did not want to have this argument with her, so she calmed down and sat her down beside her to softly discuss things further. "Mami the dreams, or rather, I should say-nightmares are getting worst and even more violent. You fight-kicking and screaming; your arms and legs-flailing back and forth during these night terrors. And I am growing more and more concern for your mental state of mind. What am I supposed to do if you pop me in my eye? How will I explain that to a client? Oh please forgive my appearance, I ran into a door or something?" Julissa just stares back with a smile on her face trying her best to ease the tension on the subject. Maricell returns the smile. Julissa's smile had a way of doing that to her."That's not going to work this time baby, and it is still a hell no to the shrink." "How do you know if you won't even try to get the professional help from someone other than yourself Mami?""Why would I listen to "another" professional when I know exactly what they are going to say in the first place Julissa? And besides, I know it will work, however, I just do not want to air my dirty laundry out to a complete stranger.""Well if you know so much why aren't you doing what you need to for yourself? What's the use of knowing something and not fixing the problem?" Asked Julissa."I am fixing it by talking about it to you. Case closed." She resounded trying to hold her smile back under her angry face. Julissa falls back onto the bed holding her forehead."Damn, woman you gonna give me gray hairs, with that stubborn attitude," she laughs shaking her head back and forth while still smiling at her stubborn girlfriend."Ok, what if we get up extra early and go to the shooting range? If you outshoot me-I will go, but if not, I do not want to hear of this subject again," she asks while getting on top of her tickling Julissa's underarms until she laughs out loud."Aight, aight, yes, yes it's a deal," she agrees in total laughter hysteria trying her best to push Maricell off of her. "Hold on, don't forget we have to meet with the merchandise buyer from Italy. She's giving us that plug over there. We told her to meet us at the store once we opened up. Maybe go to the range at 8 AM to do about thirty rounds; then head to the store to open up at 10 AM on tomorrow." "Damn! I hate getting my fucking period I'm hornier than a motherfucker," Julissa said getting up from the bed and walking into the bathroom."Well that don't mean you can't take care of my needs before bed," said Maricell, pulling the covers back then doing her normal-stripping naked and getting in the bed. Julissa came out the bathroom and crawled into bed with her and ate her pussy until they both could do nothing but sleep The next morning Maricell woke her up so they could go do something they both fell in love with. Ever since Boogie showed how to get gun permits legally and took them to the gun range he also used. He himself could not get a gun permit because of his prior felonies, so his plug for the gun range was one of money and politics; which allowed the girls the chance to become very acquainted with handguns even before they were approved for their permits. Julissa loaded her Sig Sauer a 9MM with a 15-round clip-while Maricell stood in her firing lane loading up her weapon of choice. A Blue Steel, pearl-handled Berretta with her name engraved in platinum lettering, was loaded with a 15-round clip.
