"Got you, boss."Even so he was puzzled as he went back to his office. Why didn't they both go, he and his director? Surely that would show more respec...t or the importance the company placed on the project. He turned back."Clive, I'm not entirely happy representing the company on my own. I'm perfectly happy to attend and do my bit but don't you think you ought to be there as well to show how much we value being considered."Clive smiled. Again it was humourless which Tom noted. "Only one. I keep some ropes that we normally use at the site in the booth of my car, I went outside to my car and brought it in. It was an old-fashioned motel and the bed in it had posts. Now I took out the rope, tied one end to each of her ankles, the other two ends to the bedposts, restraining her in a spread-eagled position, her legs flexed all the way and spread wide apart. Am good in setting out, so I was pretty good with knots and things like that.Now I pulled back to look at her. There she was,. Grandfathers little office had a semi-circular red velvet seating that ran the semi-circular shape of the office at the far end of the toilets, this was where I would kneel, as I peered through a small curtain slit watching the men take themselves out from their pants and piss.One day he close behind me and put his chin on my shoulder, 'What do you like about what your looking at', he whispered into my ear?His breath smelled of fortified wine, and his hot breath gave me a funny feeling, making. What have I done. I just came thinking about him. What is wrong with me. I have to stop this. It's so wrong.'She goes in the bathroom and dries off her pussy and legs. She can't believe how wet she got. She gets dressed and goes to the living room."Good morning, honey. Want some breakfast?" Sure, how about some bacon and eggs." You got it. Coming right up."She serves him on a TV tray and goes to clean the kitchen. John's phone rings. It's his buddy Gary."Hey, babe. Gary invited me to come over.