. Sam loves ham. She absolutely adores it. The smell, the taste, the texture... the flavor. It all forms this obsession she has."Carly, do we have any...ham?" Sam asks, sticking her head in the fridge.I admired her ass in the air, wiggling suggestively. It reminded me of last night. We almost had sex. But Sam's ham craving got in the way and we stopped before it could get too far. So here I am, hot and horny and staring at a girl's ass."Check the fridge," I reply, leaning against the kitchen. . Mary, any particular route?" I'll leave that up to you, well you and the satnav."I swung out of the car park onto the busy A50 and aimed for the M6 north which took me just half an hour. It was only over three hours before I hit the M74 north of Carlisle, it took me a further hour and a half to reach the outskirts of Glasgow and another hour to negotiate the traffic to the hotel.Two rooms had been booked for us, but dad had asked me to look in on the manager just to pay my respects, I asked. “Are you ... are you planning to spend the night?”Under normal circumstances, the question would have seemed out of line. But Lucas looked straight at Cory as he spoke.“Yes, Cory, and I hope you will be able to join us,” he smiled. “Of course, if your master allows it.”“But,” Cory’s face turned into a worried frown. “Master...”He had no idea what he could say. It was not his place to say anything. A large warm hand came to rest atop his head. His eyes were a bit moist, and he blinked to look at. I would start a story and then couldn’t finish because I just wasn’t inspired by the plot, the characters or the worst thing of all for an erotic writer- the sex. It was becoming frustrating but the only saving grace was that I had nothing to do outside and with a stack of menus to order in, it was certain that I had no intention of going out in that heat.As I stared at the white screen with the taunting cursor blinking at me, I was startled out of my trance by the sound of my apartment.