The table's only non-gnawed edge faced thecouch on which I waited for the effects of my illness to fade.With this illness came a month of insanely viv...id dreams. In one, I'msomewhere so charged with the spirit of promiscuity and sexual anarchythe air itself seems illicit. Duct tape (used, I suppose, to preventsplinters) had been folded over the whole circumference of the glory holeI presently attend on bended knee, looking (the duct tape, I mean) likerays of an inverted sun, with each strip. I can't believe how good you're making my cock feel." She began to breathe harder. "Jill baby, you're so hot. I want to suck on your tits all day. I can feel how hard your nipples are, pressing into my chest." I kept kissing her neck, blowing in her ear and whispering to her how hot she was and how good she was. I could tell she needed her ego built up if she was ever going to enjoy herself.Even though she was breathing harder, she wasn't making any noise, and she was still just laying there. I. When we get back to the flat I first offer her a drink and she accepts. So we sit down and start talking generally about how we thought the funeral went and all that. Then she complains that her feet are aching and if I could give them a massage Being a guy with a major foot fetish I accepted with no qualms at all. After around five minutes she starts giving some low moans and saying that it feels really nice She then out of no where says "the way your rubbing my feet are making me horny" . He’s sending his plane for you, and it’ll be here in the morning,”“Are you sure?” asked a dubious Hawk.“Yes, and for several reasons. There needs to be more planning about that special project in Mexico, and you’ll need to begin negotiations with the Mexican Government.”“Is there that much of a rush?”“Hawk, the way all this has fit together we’re more than a year ahead of schedule. I think we’re going to need that oil, power, and water a lot sooner than we projected - and remember, a decision.