? The Arab seemed to consider this answer for a moment. ?You run well, even for one so young. But then you are lean muscle, rather than bulky muscle. ...A little less weight to carry on your frame.? He observed. ?Are we stopping here, tonight.? Zac asked. ?No, here is unsafe. We have moving on shortly, another eight miles or so.? ?In the trucks?? Zac made deliberate eye contact with the Arab for the first time. ?Zac, it feels a little strange you not knowing how to address me.? ?Okay?then what’s. Do you have a girlfriend?" Nope." That was all he said as he walked off, this was getting me nowhere.Day 3 and 4:I had managed to keep tabs on Alex allot lately, even got a personality profile. He was kind person with a few friends. He stayed away from people and was a straight A student. He didn't date and seemed to never ask for dates, that was the strange part, I knew any guy like him could get almost any girl in the school. He doesn't turn any girl down if they ask, but he won't ask them. I hold them in my palm, feeling their weight… letting them rest there for a few moments. I curl my fingers up alongside his sack, behind the balls. I hold gently the whole package, gently, but firmly. I like to squeeze just a little, but not too hard. While I have a good hold on them, I tug at his entire scrotum… not too hard, but a nice, long stretch. Then I cup everything in my palm again and press it back against his crotch. Tug again. Press again. Squeeze gently. Roll the. “slave does know that Master still expects it to do what it said it would and eat pussy doesn’t it?” “Yes Master,” the slave answered. “What has slave done to make this happen then”, Master asked, “Has it found a woman for Master and slave to share yet?” “No Master it hasn’t.”, the slave answered. Master then quickly explained to the slave that it would be in its best interest to make it happen and make it happen soon. That if it was totally submissive to Master and given its self totally.