" Alex knew he had to run. He had to get to the car, get around to the other side of the building before the beast did... ... but when his should...er hit the glass door, it did not move.Alex bounced off the door, falling to the floor in a confused heap. He looked up -- a magnetic lock. How could it be locked? Had the old man done it? Were they time locks? Was there a release somewhere? Alex kicked madly, again and again; the door came off its lower hinge, but the magnet above held it in. Addressing things that we’ve never had or taken time for via PM, or even via chat when there have always been more important things to focus on. You've had questions; I’ve had questions. And now we have some answers. And more talk. It flows easily, which isn’t surprising at all after such a long time. It feels totally natural, which shouldn’t be a surprise, i suppose. i’m so glad it’s working out this way. We enjoy a nice meal – You haven’t abused Your right to order, and i have enjoyed. "Boy, do you have me pegged, and I suspect Bacchus as well," Felix laughed, almost spewing his beer."Damn skippy, have to say. The thought or image of you eating a slice or two of pizza with my cum, or that of Ian or Felix on it, is a serious turn-on. Just to picture the cum dribbling down your chin as you eat the slice, and then maybe one of the other girls licking it off you, that thought really excites me," Bacchus confessed."Well, what can I say? I love the taste of cum. I just do. Always. 'Darren's room was on the second floor. Actually, to call it a room would be an insult; it was more like half a wing. A sitting room, bedroom, and a bathroom with a sunken tub--it was probably as big as his entire place back west. The decorations and furnishings (down to the G4 on the study table, he was pleased to note) followed mostly blue and grey shades, except for the dark rose carpet. It had a feminine touch about it, but lacked the feel he was used to from a professional interior.