Later on, after a month, they didn’t even qualify and that’s when my lead started to pester me for money.Initially, it was just teasing, but later...on, it got serious. I talked to my teammates and friends and I learned that he was already under debt and he actually wanted the money. So, I invited him to a private dinner in a hotel and told him that I was a new entrant and I didn’t have the amount he was demanding. I told him that I was helpless and also stated that he cannot demand anything. However, in his heart he knew it all nothing more than a shame. His jest for life was gone, eradicated by the omnipresent void of his longing. Bitsy's letters, though mundane and far from satisfying, helped. However, as the days became weeks and the weeks in turn stretched into months and Bitsy's letters arrived with less and less frequency, Josh, aware that he had to fill the emptiness of his heart with something least he flat out go crazy, turned, as he always did, to his music and there. Once I knew what to expect though, I would try to control myself more. It would result in a conversational tone that would reach a higher pitch at times causing the person I was talking with to look at me strangely. At the end of the first day of this, I sat near a fountain talking to my girlfriend while he had the toy going full speed. It was torture to have an orgasm right then and there trying not to give away to her what was happening.My perceptive lover saw how I reacted to these. “Emma, did you watch it? Do you think you could do that?” he hesitantly asks her.“Sir, I watched it three times to make sure I understood what to do, and with your help, I think I should be able to,” Emma replies.Donald grins and leads her back to the bedroom. Again, with his hand on her ass steering her. Things are back to the wonderful balance they have.This time, after he pulls more string and doubles it, and twists and ties it how it will be needed, Emma just watching so enticed, he.