“I’ll tell you what. Your little secret is safe with me, big brother. But the rest of you is going to be at risk! I have not met the type of pe...ople here that I did in college, so you are not the only one that is, shall I say, frustrated. So I’ll tell you what. I won’t tell your witch of a wife as long as you agree to be my slave when she is not here with us. You really don’t get a choice in this, so, get my panties out of your pants, and then take your clothes to your bedroom. I want you. On the Monday after i had gotten there i received an email from my boss telling me what amazing reviews the client was giving my work and what a great job i was doing. What came after the initial paragraph made my stomach drop and my heart sing at the same time. He said that the client had requested that I stay on post-sale to assist him with his other business affairs and sort out his estate. that the engagement would probably require me to move to Florida for at least six months but it was my. The walls looked good, the three coats of paint were perfect. The cinderblocks looked like Sandstone and gave the room a very castle type of feel, he liked it. The unfinished, smooth, but not looking smooth, not a finished feel boards that made up the shelves looked perfect. The shelves or counters for lack of a better description of the same dark wood, again not rough, but not finished looking was coming perfectly. The Electrician had some lights done, and two of the small winches installed.. He wouldn’t be able to slip his wrists or ankles loose. She stood back and studied him. He was a few years older than his picture…fleshed out some…maybe thirty pounds more than the driver’s license showed… and he wasn’t quite as cute. Still he wasn’t at all bad looking and his manhood was certainly everything she could want. It looked like he might have a cute butt still…although she couldn’t be sure since he’d been on his back since she’d arrived. He wasn’t aroused…but she could fix that. She.