I was struggling to breath due to my hard climax, the talking like a sex hungry cunt made me ever so hot, beyond hot. I was, no I am the sex cunt they...wanted, I am the fuck tool they could film, and I was the slut that would suck anyone, fuck anyone, and beg for more.All this was screaming through my head as I climaxed, my body shook as I knelt in front of John I sucked his cock very lovingly. I knelt there shaking as he pulled out of me. He said "Sister, wait, I 'm ready to cum, you better. "It has to be a cellar type door," I said. "It's the floor of the almost empty shed. That concrete slab is somehow the door."Eve got down on her hands and knees and checked. "You are right the whole slab slides." I looked around the shed but couldn't find the camera or microphone. Even so, I was sure they were there."Okay let's rig the IED to blow the bunker." I said so that the microphone could pick it up.Eve was quick thinking, I would have expected no less. "How do we do it?" she. ”“So, you have neglected yourself. Look at you! You look pathetic.”I couldn’t deny the fact that I had been neglecting myself and Joel easily noticed the change in me. I stared into my drink, trying to come up with possible answers to explain my condition. Before I could say anything, he asked, “Is everything fine back at home?”“Yes! Sandra is fine. She is doing well in her studies and Carol… well…” I couldn’t complete my sentence.“Marriage problem? Is she still working at the Medical Centre?”. I woke up disorientated. I looked around the room and found the same surrounds I would see any day of the week. I blinked and squeezed my eyes tightly closed, willing the view to change when I open them. I winced as light fought its way past my eyelashes. It was the same scene I had already witnessed once that morning. I sighed and pulled my pillow up around my head. I should have known it was all a dream but I couldn’t help it. Time and time again you had left me hanging. While it wasn’t.