Everything just turned up its heat on us. We decided to meet the next day at my home. I picked her up the next day near her home and brought her to my... house.She asked if I had any shirt that she could wear. I got her a black shirt which I knew would make her look sexy. She didn’t hesitate and started removing her top and bra in front of me. But midway, she turned her back to her so that I could see what was happening but not her boobs directly.This was too hot to handle for me. She removed her. They loved Sugar Smacks.After breakfast we went to Morton Field to see the second pour that Jake’s crew was doing. I expected to see the new pour next to the one done Thursday; it was not. It was on the far end. Other crews were digging for the next pours and welders were putting rebar together; two more trenches scattered along the new tarmac pad.I did not understand this process. I would have to get Jake to explain it to me sometime.Back at the office, the girls and I had a relaxing. The other females were just as carried away by the rays of Mother Moon shining on their naked flesh. Since they were civilized and proper members of society, their clothing was stacked in neat little piles waiting to be donned again before they melted away back into the middle of the herd waiting for the coming of the powerful one to guide their way.The young serving wench Nikki was bending now in ritual presentation for anal taking even though they had no warlock to consummate their ritual. His office now free of journalists, he leans back into his black swivel office chair. Unlocking the top drawer, he reaches for a picture hidden under a pile of folders. The naked woman, lying on satin sheets, had her arms tied above her head and to the corners of the bed frame. The position of her legs, raised up over her head and meeting her hands, made her look submissive and vulnerable. Eyeing the exposed smooth triangle between her legs, her wetness glistening from the camera flash, his.