"Sit down, make yourself comfortable." Keith said as he motioned to the chair in front of the desk.Carole sat down and placed her purse beside the cha...ir. Keith pulled several coils of rope out from the drawer. Carole didn't see what it was at first. She realized it when he came out from behind the desk with his cords."What the hell is that?" she questioned, becoming a little uncomfortable."This is rope." he replied. "Ever see it before?" Of course I have. I mean, what are you doing with it?" I. Then he tied a long pole to the roof, over which was draped the oil cloth that had covered the tools outside, making a six foot long wall of sorts. It only formed a double barrier for about two feet below the ceiling, but it seemed firmly in place when he was finished.Bella and Becky were trying to mill wheat. Each had a round rock and was crushing the seeds against the bottom of a cast iron skillet. Frank Jr. had gone for a ride to look for more strays. AJ explained what he was doing as he. I finally drifted off to sleep as I twisted and turned praying that I would be able to walk away with my health if not my pride. I went back over to her apartment a week to collect all my shit from her place but the place was as clean as a whistle when I got there. I started to sweat when I got there as I remembered the promise I had made to her and rushed to the clinic to collect my test results. I had been avoiding this because of my fear but knew now that I had to know. I did not have to. ... sometimes 10-12 hours a day, often on Saturdays too. I had no time for a relationship, no boyfriend but had a yearning to feel a cock in my ass. I was getting frustrated sexually and finally one of the younger associates of the firm noticed it and, jokingly, volunteered "Meagan, I think you need to get laid girl, you seem so preoccupied land tense ately." I related how I was because of the long hours and lack of a boyfriend. He smiled and said "do you want to work it out here?"To make.