He got up andheaded back to see if he could find the game in hisroommate's room.Bob's bedroom was dark as a tomb so he switched on thelights. Typicall... the bed was unmade, with the covers allheaped up in the middle. There was less dirty laundry lyingabout than normally but this was offset by a myriad ofshopping bags piled everywhere. Uncharacteristically nonewere from Bob's favorite stores like Electronics Boutique,Borders or Sharper Image. Instead they were all from women'sclothing stores.. ”“She’s right, Master,” Scarlett told me. “I know you probably don’t want to know this, but that man A is the local crime lord. He has your name and has spread it through his organization so any request for a job related to you is reported back to him. The people hunting you are stuck between a rock and a hard place.”“They’re not the only ones,” I sighed. “I can’t even get upset with you because I know you’re right. Oh well, there is at least one thing I can do that won’t require bodyguards.. I know fine most teenage boys could repeat a performance like yours every couple of days or so. Though to be serious, I'm told more than three times a week can impair the intensity of the thing.”He was nodding. “It's a good rule, Matron.”“Well Alan, much as I'd like to quiz a good-looking boy on his habits of masturbation, I've got to be elsewhere in five minutes. But I look forward to meeting again, though you should try to keep out of trouble. You know your bottom will get a minimum of twelve. After some time had passed, just being, feeling the close proximity of his body next to hers, Jewel heard him whisper in her ear, “I’ve been waiting for this moment for so long, Jewel. Come with me.” At that moment, Jewel thought her heart would stop beating. The realization of who this man was coursed through her entire body, electrifying every part of it. She felt numb as he led her, through the crowds, along the beach, caressing her hand, her arm, her back. Finally, they reached her cottage,.