The woman with me took her hand off me, andtook some sort of device and put it on her hand. It had an electric chordand attached to the back of her h...and. She then threw a switch and ithummed.The well-dressed man had been feeling Martha. Then he’d opened his zipper,taken out his cock and started doing it with her. “Oh, yes,” he said in asecond, but he only sounded a little affected by it. But Martha wasstarting to breathe really hard.The woman put her hand on the front of. He stroked her back softly, all the time staring at me. “You’re Bayo, aren’t you.” He said. I slowly nodded my head while my toes nervously scratched each other. My hands held tight to my soft drink, which sat between my knees. “I’ve seen you around – you and those noisy little friends of yours who like climbing my orange tree.” True, my friends and I often climbed his orange tree, sometimes to play Hide-and-Seek games – sometimes we even sneaked around the back of his studio looking for. There will be plot points that you maynot agree with. I learned with the last story that you can't pleaseeveryone, so this story is for me.Chapter 1My girlfriend, Lily, told me to chew this gum before coming over to herhouse tonight. I know it will do something to me. I just don't knowwhat. The keys are in the ignition, but I haven't turned them. Thenext step for our plan is for me to wait. She'll text me to let me knowthat the coast is clear. So I sit here...and wait.Our plan was a good. She had spent most of the night trying to find a way out of this mess but by dawn her exhausted and oh, so willing body had once more betrayed her and before she knew it she had fallen asleep on the soft mattresses, sleeping through half of the day. She had to contact the agency as soon as possible to let them know she gladly accepted their offer and present some legitimate excuse for not getting in touch with them sooner. The fact that she was now here was a mere delay of the inevitable. When.