They each seemed to get the job done. I had come to hate drugs and drug dealers while in Vietnam. Taking their money didn’t bother me in the least. ...When they resisted with guns, they died. It was a simple way of dealing with men who sold junk to kids. ‘So you want to go to Detroit?’ ‘Why the hell would I want to go to Detroit?’ ‘Why hell Preach we be having kind of reunion there.’ ‘Jim, there were exactly twenty men in our field unit and half of them are dead. It ain’t going to be much of a. Alison though broke the silence. “You two haven’t fucked yet”. I looked at Kim who smiled. “Do you want to?” I asked. “Oh aye!” she laughed and kissed my cheek whilst very gently rubbing my cock again. “I’ll watch” said Alison, who plumped herself naked in the chair in my room, and rummaged in her bag for a big black dildo, the one I assumed she attempted to violate me with a few nights ago. Kim and I continued to kiss and it didn’t take long for us to be in the 69 position and I glanced to my. " ... you will have a complete view of everything that happens."I allowed her to lead me to the indicated location, but started to object again when she backed me up against a thick wooden post. "Please, Master. It is required that you stay here, so that you will not interfere once Mistress begins. She is concerned that you might get in the way, and either be hurt, or cause inadvertent injury to your slave." She looked up at me, and I could see the emotion in her eyes. "Please, Master. I do not. "I looked into his hazel eyes. "I believe you." There was something cute about his embarrassment–refreshing not to be around someone who knew the game as well as I did. My hands slid down his chest, feeling hard muscles, stopped dead center and pushed him back. "Relax." I'm trying to," he replied.There were two types of customers–those who wanted a show and those who needed an experience. I knew since his arrival which one he'd receive. "Close your eyes."My body began to roll, hand gripped his.