" Dent grumbled but held his place."What do you want?" the Putram said crossly and without deference.Jon dropped his arm and took a step forward."I am... Chief Steward for the Jeevel Hall of the Benevolent Guild of Combat Consultants" Jon began. "I am here to adjudicate first, a grievance between one Dent, Guild member, and one Garishnie deBabear of Jeevel. Second, I am here to adjudicate a matter of breach of contract between my Guild and the government of Jeevel."There was a collective gasp. He was, however, very careful not to cum himself. After that first time, he didn't use either of their arses again.When he seemed to have tired of playing with their bodies, and when he could no longer make Sharon climax whatever he did to her, he said, "Sharon, you can dress and go, unless you want to wait for your friend."Sharon dressed in seconds, only having worn a sweater, skirt and shoes; then she submissively stood in the corner of the room and waited."You can wait there if you want,". The women are somewhat rarer and more circumspect. To find a prospect I simply have to put out a line with bait out. They come to me. The bait is very simple. A description. Maybe a photo of a torso. I insist on seeing pictures of them and make them talk about themselves. I don't use any real names or real email addresses. We meet in public places but I know I'm taking risks. The risks are part of the attraction of this activity. I categorize the men into groups: 1. Unattractive and nothing. "I'm finished with breakfast, Mom. May I go over to Jodie's apartment and listen to her records?" Sure, but don't stay too long. We have to clean the apartment sometime today." Okay, I won't be long," Laurie said.She darted into her bedroom to get dressed. Removing her pajamas and tossing them onto, the unmade bed, she walked naked to her closet. Her firm, pointed tits bounced up and down with each stride and her shapely ass and thighs shook like jelly. She bent over to pick her panties up off.