But he liked to crack a lot of jokes, or, if the opportunity arose, he gave brilliant or sarcastic comments. How often have I’ve been lying on the f...loor, laughing, thanks to him.I loved him for how good in sports he was. When he was about ten years old, he joined the athletics club of our school. He trained almost every day, for years. Sit-ups, jogging, the usual. How often have I watched him from the side. How often did I cheer him on. How often did I watch how the sweat ran down his thin, yet. I am Mr. Phineas Crowe’s personal assistant.’ She said calmly. Sean paused a moment as his mind was suddenly jerked into gear by the lady on the phone’s last statement. ‘Phineas Crowe?’, Sean asked. ‘As in, the billionaire playboy,…that Mr. Crowe?’ Sean asked again. ‘Yes sir, Doctor. He insisted that I get a hold of you immediately.’ Marcy repeated. ‘I don’t understand, Marcy, why would Mr. Crowe need to get a hold of me?’ Sean asked with a puzzled look on his face. He sat down on the edge of. "Oooh Daz you are so gorgeous and I am so horny having watched the girls have their way with you"Daz was suddenly horrified,the 3 women using and abusing him had been all very exciting but now with the blindfold off he was staring at a naked man that had secretly been watching his ordeal and whose dick was now only a few feet from his face. Chad's dick was not as large as the strap-on he had been forced to suck earlier but the thought of a real dick brought a new redness to his face. Chad moved. "I'm glad you could come," said Basil Marston, leading Doris into a small room at the back of the lodge.Doris looked around her curiously; this wasn't like the doctors' offices she was used to in the city."Is this where you see your patients?" she asked.Basil hesitated, then: "As a matter of fact, Doris, I'm not practicing now--kind of retired--I just see patients as a favor to friends." Like Mrs. Wynton," said Doris.He gave her a sharp glance, but her expression was guileless."Yes," he said,.