You understand why, don’t you?”“Yes, I guess so.”“Let’s get some sleep.”A third voice cut in, “Yes, get some sleep. How can I sleep if...you pair keep groaning and moaning while you fuck all night?”Jatz’s soft Asian voice answered, “I’m sorry, Linda.”“I hope you are not going to do this every night. If you do, you will have to move into another bedroom. Some of us have to work, you know.”I couldn’t help myself. I needed to know, “Are you angry, Linda?”She sat up and looked at me before she. He has been documenting the manufacturing process as he has been designing the car. If I recall, he is close to 85% complete in defining what needs to be done at each station of the production line. He told me that he should be complete in around nine months, but that includes a period of time for incorporating any changes in the car's design that may be necessary as a result of our testing. He would have been done by now I think if I hadn't developed tunnel vision about producing a rear-wheel. “Come here,” he ordered. He took her hand and led her down the stairs to the tribal regalia room. He sat her down on a log-chair. This time there was no cushion. It was hard hewn wood. He selected up a long, thin black crop which was hanging on the wall. He whipped it around, testing and flexing it. The crop, cutting the air, made a high-pitched swishing sound. He touched to crop to her leg. He tapped the inside of her leg. “Open your legs.” Sherri parted her knees until the tapping. He took a few minutes before he replied whilst I sat there nervouslywondering what he would say.Eventually he spoke. "Well he certainly has some strong evidence Richie.You are fully dressed as girl in many of them, aren't you? Is that himwith you in the pub?I tried to supress my humiliation. "Umm, umm, n, no Sir." Really? So, the man that you are kissing in the pub is another man?"Oh god, oh god, I shouldn't have sent him that one. I didn't answer him"Is the man you are kissing in the pub.