"That's all they have to have now." Booster seats," I repeated. "Got it." And I'll pay you back," she said, earnestly. "I promise." Oh, you'll pay," I... said with a gravelly voice, twirling the right end of my moustache, pretending there was actually enough moustache to twirl."Stop it!" she said.But it was the first time I'd seen her smile since I met her.Milford Watson had guards flanking the employee entrance door. They were armed with cudgels. I'm not shitting you. I hadn't seen a night stick. I couldn’t wait for Blaise to see this! He was going to cum in his pants!It was nearly 7 p.m. when I rang his doorbell.“What are you doing here?” he asked pushing the door open for me. “This is an unexpected pleasure seeing you both Saturday and Sunday.”“I have something for you,” I said. I held up the tape. “It’s a little something I’ve been working on.”“Something else?” His eyes popped when he saw it was a video and he recognized my photo on it.“What’s it called, ‘Hot-Ass Stud?’ ” he asked. "Do I really need that?" he complained. "You do if I say that you do," she answered curtly. Karen wasreally getting into her dominatrix personality by this time, impatientwith complaints. Without another word she drew him to the living room where sheunzipped the garment bag and Chris caught a glimpse of his outfit.That first impression was of vibrant colors, red and yellow, a bit ofwhite. He noticed that the material was a softly tanned leather thatlooked almost alive even when unoccupied. . What the hell do I do for an hour?Outside there was a cold wind blowing. I decided that the first thing was to get rid of the case so I set off toward the station with the intention of finding a locker. The wind was biting and I am sure there were a few flakes of snow but if there were, I didn't notice, my mind was was working overtime, all I could think about was Sam.When I arrived the station and found the lockers, I secured my case and checked the time by the station clock. Still only five.