I use my truck on the job.”“Oh,” she said, feeling foolish. There was no other solution. “Well…okay.”He grinned. “Great. I’d buy you a...nother drink but…”“I know,” she said.They went back out to the truck. Randy was asleep, the passenger door still open. Adam had to wake him to move him over. “You crashing at my place tonight, big guy?” he asked.“Yeah,” Randy said, groggy, eyes half-closed.Lucinda didn’t like the thought of that. “Do you have a house, Adam?”“An apartment.”“Two bedrooms?”“One.”She. I told her that she was my slave and that if she behaved herself and obeyed me totally, she would have a good life. Otherwise I would get what I wanted anyway with a lot of pain for her. Ratna was crying her eyes out on my chest – where I held her face.She was begging me to forgive her and let her go. I pulled her to her feet and gave her a slap on her ass and told her to go get a meal ready. When she reached out for her clothes, I took them away and told her that she would cook for me naked. And they stiffened as I ran my tongue over them. My basque ended up on the floor, and Sara pushed my gently back onto the bed, her fingers hooked around the top of my panties. I lifted my bottom to allow her to remove them, and I lay back, naked and exposed. Sara's eyes were fixed to my shaven pussy. She ran her hands up my legs, her fingers probing my mound. Her face loomed closer, her warm breath on my moistening cunt. Her lips found mine, her tongue gently flicking out to run over them. I. Joe and Bryan would both occasionally reach out and feel my butt. Bryan once even lifted the bottom of the dress to show anyone nearby. I just stood there trying to not draw additional attention to myself. I'm sure more than a few of those standing around got a view as Bryan's hand lingered on my exposed butt.We went to dinner Bryan, Joe, Anthony and me. Anthony was one of the card players Bryan asked him to join us for dinner.After dinner, it was back to the card tables. I stood by and watched.