Then, later, you expand the amphitheater and start booking major acts. There aren't that many outdoor venues for concerts, and the ones that exist are... constantly booked solid."The man stood back. "Of course it's up to you. I know that there are organizations out there who have a hard time finding venues for their events because of the cost. You'd be providing something more rustic than the glitz and glamour of the Hilton meeting rooms. Make it wheel chair friendly and you're a shoe-in for. My cock still throbbing in my grasp.I opened my eyes, and looked upon her. A wicked, temptation of a smile upon her lips as she looked upon me. "You are close to cumming aren't you Adam?" she asked me."Yes Mistress!" I replied."Good. I want to own you, I want you to do as I say, when I say. My control over you and your actions is all you need to remember. I want you to let me own you though, not by force, but by your own submission to my words. My desires. My control" she informed me. My cock. “But then it would be a whole-school project, not a junior-class project,” Alan said.“Not if the junior class painted them. Maybe the shop class could put on a base coat and then we could do a mural type of thing on each of them. You’d help with one, wouldn’t you David?” Stacy asked.I nodded and wondered when I’d have time. I was really into delegation right now. Maybe I could get Halle to do it for me.“We could get Halle and some of the other people in art to help,” Stacy said, crushing my. “I’d say you just asked us to join your crew.”“Maybe so,” Cas admitted, shrugging and trying not to stare at the way the console reshaped Mercedes’ ass into something he wanted to sink his teeth into even more than usual. “You got some kinda problem with that?“And how’s that work out? Me, you, a Princess and a slutty blonde cocksucker take on the Commonwealth and the Company together?”“Roxy’s not too shabby with a pipe wrench either,” Cas reminded the brunette.Gingerly, Mercedes ran her.