What time did they close?' 'I couldn't say.'As the baffled couple scouted for an opening-times notice, the bartender made his way out from a side-room... with some keys, a mop and a bucket. Craig recognized him immediately. 'Oh, excuse me sir, could you tell us what time the bar closed?' Face to face with Craig, the bartender's expression was once again covered with anger. The black man's look nonetheless, slowly and surprisingly, changed from a state of frustration to one of excited delight. They also felt the compulsion to protect her at any cost.Paul opened his eyes and looked at her with confusion and then looked around at him, “Why am I here?” he asked and rubbed his head. Everything was fuzzy. He had some strange memories of doing things he didn’t want to do.“You had been put under strong compulsion spells. I think they have been on you for a while and reinforced several times. They weren’t easy to remove,” she said tiredly. She stumbled, and he gently grabbed her before she. .a b cup, he decided, at most.Looking up, he met Hannah's icy blue eyes, now focused on him."Jeff", she said, crisply, "what the fuck do you call this?"And with that, she dropped his latest report onto the desk."That's my report on emerging technology trends, Hannah", Jeff said, evenly, knowing what was coming. It was always the same with Hannah. The report didnt' cover somethign she though was vital, or it didn't delve deep enough, despite the fact she'd asked for an overview, or some other. But she was controlling herself.She turned her back as she was feeling sleepy. I also was faking by snoring. She started fingering herself. I could hear her moaning. After a while, I turned and put my hand over her waist and went a little closer.My penis which was hard was rubbing against her “gand”. She was getting hot. I could feel her temperature rise as my hand was around her waist. She didn’t move for 30 minutes and I moved closer and closer. She turned again.I shut my eyes but I knew she.