Carefully Mark stood up on a five gallon can of floor wax and looked through the grating. He could only see part of the dressing area, but what he cou...ld see was stunning! Mary Eckert and Rhonda Yates were laughing and talking as they shed their sweaty workout clothes, revealing absolutely perfect bodies! By now Mark had his cock out and was giving it the first of three fist jobs! Before Mary and Rhonda left their lockers, four other totally naked girls walked right in front of his door! Mark. I wait for my Master, for only he knows what I truly need: Rescue.I don't ask myself how I came to need this. I once did, but in my inability to understand myself, I stopped. Why it is does not matter to me. It simply is, and I must have it.Master did not put me here. I did. My fears must be real in order to be faced. Is this real? It's as close as I can get, and I am thankful for it.Somewhere in the blackness I see, there are memory clips, moments out of time, my moments of anguish. I see a. "He grabbed the washcloth, wiped himself off, stopped the slideshow and got out of the chair. He was going to go back into the bathroom when he shot a look at the dresser again. He walked back over and tried the stuck drawer again."Eww," he said, realizing he missed a drop of cum from his finger. He noticed he got some on the handle of the drawer and suddenly saw the handle absorbing his cum. "What he fuck?" he said to the dresser. He absently wiped the handle with the washcloth and heard a. Fritz came up beside her, ‘Darling, what is it?’ He followed her stare. ‘Who is that woman, a friend of yours?’ Layla broke her stare, turning towards fritz, ‘No Fritz, she is a woman from my deep past, a woman you must send away from here. I do not welcome her and I do not know how she found her way here!’ Her body shook on the last few syllables, jerking her head towards the spot where the woman had once stood only to find her no longer there. Layla grabbed Fritz by the lapels, shaking him.