” “But your impression?” “She’s lovely, obviously.” “So, if I asked her and she was okay, would you come round and let us give you th...e benefit of our experience?” “Wha!” “For a threesome. There’s no pressure. I think you’re nice, you like me. But Laura and I come as a team. It’s both or neither.” “Are you serious, Danny?” Tommy’s hand had moved to cover his jeans again. “Yes, why not?” “Well, no – it sounds… amazing! I’m sorry.” Tommy was suddenly like a cat on hot coals and was. Slave: Yes Master. He opens a box and takes out a fine silver chain with two vicious looking clamps on either end. Master: Your tits are so fine I have been aching for the time when I get to do this for hours now. He cups a breast in one hand, pulling at the already firm nipple until she can't help but squeal in pain. The Master laughs. Master: This will be so pretty. And still pulling hard on her nipple her fixes the clamp on tight so it pinches the most sensitive part of her and causes her to. I am happy that these two guys are thinking ahead. “Sammy, why don’t you and Bobby call the school and get 4 more chefs here to help you guys?” I tell him. He seems happy that I suggested getting some help.“You know, we had the idea of BBQ and we bought all those ribs. Do we still have any of them in the freezers and if we do, what do you think about bringing a couple of more guys to act as grill masters?”“Sir, that’s a great idea. Right now, ribs are cheap, we could get 80-100 pounds of ribs. I was daydreaming, ringing up a customer's order, when a plan suddenly came to me. I knew just what to do. If my theory was correct, Dexter was history.Normally I am not a devious person. I tend to take people at their word and believe what they say. However, I had always been suspicious of Dexter. Something about him didn't sit well with me. I thought I knew the reason why.When I left work that afternoon, I drove downtown to Dexter's office, parking in the lot near his sports car. It was about.