Finally the professor and his slave boys reached a room at the far end of the club, where a group of his friends waited to receive them. One of these ...was the owner of the club. He and Professor Trenton had gone to college together and over the years both had benefited from their friendship. The professor caught and trained a new slave boy each year and many, but not all, of those slaves wound up at the club. The owner paid the professor handsomely for the perfectly trained little slave boys,. My recovery time quickly improved, as did my stamina. Plus, the size of my loads increased. Everybody's did which was fine by me. Ivan claimed that he'd found a safe, natural Viagra-like herb and had included it in his spice rack. I told him so long as it was legal, use it.The articles he gave me about it were inconclusive, but my non-scientific experience was proof enough to me that the stuff worked. I was able to get it up as often as I wanted and I had no problems with control or shooting. I felt relieved and thought of what Kevin had to endure. Totally jealous !I thought too soon. I arrived home and Mam said " Well that's nice letting Hazel down" "Eh" I said "Kevin cant cope and she needs your help" I wanted to go but didn't want Kev there. I decided to go. I sidled back down the street. I was praying that Kev had left. I approached the back gate, opened it, and found Hazel laid on a sunbed sipping a glass of wine."You silly boy" she chastised me with a smile "You were jealous. "Yes, yes you can. I phoned in about half an hour ago about the model racing car and somebody said they would put it on one side for me. Is it ready? I must go. My son's coming home from school soon and I must be there to meet him." Do you know who it was who spoke to you?" No. Only that it was a man."The woman smiled. "Oh that'll be Mr Warren. Hang on a minute he's out the back. I'll get him for you," and off she went. The crowd behind Nadine grew denser as the customers surged closer to the.