We quickly picked up momentum. I heard a low-pitched whine as the elevator descended. Suddenly I wondered if this was such a great idea after all. We ...were locked in a small room descending into the depths of the Earth. Then I shrugged and decided now was not the time for second thoughts.The elevator slowed its descent and smoothly stopped. "Better than an orgasm," Bobbie whispered in my ear. Then she added, "Almost."She seemed to have forgotten all her ladylike manners. The big door opened up. Jack is finally able to get a hold of his detective and they agree to a meeting place near the hotel. An hour later after the general greetings the guys sit at a table away from prying ears. “Look Jack, I've been spying on people for as long as I can remember. I have never made any suggestions but this time I think it's in order. Trust me when I tell you, you don't want to know what your dealing with and you should run to your lawyer as soon as possible”. Now Jack is truly convinced of his. My fat ass actually drew 40 women at one show, which actually got rough! Along with the two a week shows, the neighbor lady that started this masturbation show thing also demanded what she considered to be her share of my attention! Since we had moved in together the frequency and intensity plus the shows was starting to get to me! One night after z particularly fantastic sex session, I confessed to her that this whole thing was getting the best of me and that we needed to cut back on the. I was filled with dread even before I opened the email, and even more so after I’d read it. He wanted to meet with me at three o clock. Jack McCarthy was a sort of mythical figure around the office. Everyone knew he was there, watching, but no one had ever seen him. He came and left before and after everyone else and as his office was a floor above the open-plan office I shared with the rest of my collegues, nobody ever saw him. Granted we could have shared an elevator ride at one point or.