I was so hard it was almost painful.Taylor squeezed and rubbed my cock in my jeans. She kissed me again then put her lips to my ear. “MMM, that look...s painful with this all bound up in there,” she said pointing to my crotch.I did not understand her and just gave her a, “What?”“Craig, take you pants off. I want to give you a blow job,” Taylor said as I looked at her in disbelief. Taylor was undoing my belt before I could figure out she was serious. I quickly stood up kicking off my shoes then. “How many of my people were killed?” Vincent asked in his tightly controlled voice.“I think they killed all the men, my Lord,” the young man said through a big sob. “They killed my Aunt Dottie. They raped the girls and other women, I don’t know if they killed them all, but they used them roughly all night. There was lots of slaps and screams,” he sobbed again.“I hid in the stables all night, but they found me in there saddling a horse this morning, and the Barron made me come here with them.. “How may we help you this morning?”“You can check a computer here, can’t you? I want to know what my son is doing online at 2:00 in the morning.” The voice was just about there. Peg is a Midwesterner and there is a certain amount of twang in the accent. But accent is only part of the problem. I have to keep my voice from being recognized. For Peg, that was accomplished with phlegm in the throat. I sucked on a butterscotch candy. They never fail to cause my throat to clog. It looked like. They had chatted at length about things medical and consequently, the weekly evenings became a regular event. Invariably, Zac accompanied Steve, as he did everywhere the man went, and Vicky began to jokingly refer to him as Steve's chaperone. Deep down, Vicky was as fond of Zac as she was of Steve. There was always an extra titbit for him waiting in the special bowl she had purchased. Their work also threw them closer together. Both were new professors and they were hard pressed as they.