"Kiss me and take off my clothes, my sexy subs."We did as he said enjoying the way his sexy body was revealed. His six pack attracted our fingers over... and over again. His pecs and biceps too. We cooed how sexy he was and he enjoyed every appreciative remark. Soon he would be on his back. "I pick you to ride my face," he said, pointing to Adrianna while looking at me defiantly as if I deserved to be punished for my dominant nature."Suck my cock whore, while she rides my face I want to cover your. That did it for me. This was the instant of truth. I needed to cross the line RIGHT NOW, or the moment would be over. Time to be a man. Okay, so maybe what I did wasn't that courageous, kind of lame really, but it worked. I said, "Hey, I better have some tissue if I’m going to do this," knowing I'd otherwise cum all over his mom's couch. So I leaned over to grab some. The thing is, the box was on the end table at Ron's end of the couch, so I had to lean across him. Somehow I executed the. "Take him down hard. He's fucking with Pete's Pixies. Nobody does that but Pete." Cam wanted pain and suffering.Pete snooped around. "Hmmmmm. There it is. I have the name of the computer people who service that system. I know the woman who owns it. She has kids. I'll call her right now."He dialed her on the landline. "Hello, Shirley. Pete O'Neal here. Hope your family is doing well." Sorry. New clubs won't fix his game." Yeah, business is good. But I'm about to complicate yours. I was helping a. But twice a day, 2 of the barracks residents were in a sleep cycle. Either going in, or coming out. Anyone disturbing those troops better have a damn good reason for doing so. I didn’t need a damn Good reason.One of the ways I messed with them was the heating and cooling. 10 degrees above or below and fluctuating can be irritating. I also introduced mystery sounds in the ventilation. just small things that they couldn’t find or stop.I also monkeyed with the air pressures. Too much, or not.