The shift was torn, displaying red weals on bare skin. It was wet, both fromher sweat and cold drops falling on her heated body from the moist stone. ...heswung slightly on the chain, shuddering with touches of icy water. Her wide, blue eyes were glued to the massive figure ofBaron Goro. He was naked save for the leather breaches and? hooves-like, VERY platformedboots.? His torso was a mass of steelsinews ? His greenish hand with fingers that could choke a bull was reachingfor silk thread bellow. "She looked at him wide-eyed.Despite supposedly keeping his eyes on the road he noticed and chuckled."I'm clearly going to have to watch my step with you." Yup!"He did not notice the look in her eyes when she said that."What time do you finish work?" he asked."Half past fiveish." So there can be crises." Not often." Same here so how about we arrange to meet at twenty to six at the car park entrance unless there's a crisis in which case the critical one will ring the other?" Sounds good." You. He reminded me of the “man in Brussels” in the Men At Work video “Land Down Under.”“Oh, hi. My name is ... Adam. My group here and I would like to rent some rooms at this inn, if that’s okay and you have vacancies. What’s the price?” I asked the clerk quickly and nervously now.I was no slouch, being fairly recently ex-Navy, but this guy could break me in half without breaking a sweat. What was he, a former Marine or something? Russian Spetznaz? South African commando or ex-mercenary? SAS. He touched my cock briefly and whispered that we should go to one of the cubicles as it wasn't safe out here. He lead me to a cubicle and bolted the door behind me, then closed the lid on the toilet and sat down. He opened the zip of my trousers and took out my cock again and I was so excited feeling him touch my growing erection. I undid the button on my trousers and pulled them down to my knees, my pants too, I wanted him to feel me and touch me, which he obviously liked doing. His hand was.