Trevor slid his legs off the bed and rubbed his toes on the plush rose-colored carpet. He raised his arms high in the air and yawned, moving his outst...retched arms in a slow arc as he brought them to his sides. Climbing out of bed he walked groggily to the bathroom door."Ms. Holloway, do your thing in there and I'll pick your clothes for the day. My job is to make your life simple. Okay?" He waited with his ear pressed to the door. "Ms. Holloway? Okay?" Okay."Sue's response was soft, like a. ”“I suppose if it can save Canadian lives. I still think you should keep it in America.”“I plan to sell it to the Yanks and Limeys as soon as this deal is done.”“Well, we better get going. We are going to be late.”“Go tell Dahlia it is time to go.”“What do you need her for?”“She is my executive secretary. You are the signator, and I am the owner. We are all needed there.”“Are you sure you want to trust a child with something this big?”“I’m a child, and that is my girlfriend you are talking. What was supposed to be a minor interlude setting up some character development got away from me and grew on its own to became a whole segment. I was going to hack it back down to size, but I like the story so I am putting it in its own segment that you can just skip if you want to. If you just want the sex - which is what I am usually looking for in stories like this - skip to Three J's and an S Go Skiing - Day 5, Part 2. That has no character development, just electro- sex, bondage sex,. She was kind enough to send the picture to my phone as well when she texted it Jamal. I enjoyed seeing her sexy pictures coming to my phone when I was at work, imagining what she was doing at home before and after sending the pictures turned me on. Before Jamal came up for the first weekend with us he sent me a link privately to a website for me to look at. On the site was the video of his fuck session with my wife in his dorm room. The video I shot using his cell phone I purposely made sure.