"I shivered. My Irish soul stirred uneasily to the deep cadence of her voice. For once, the ringing of my cell phone was a welcome interruption."Get m...ving," Robert's voice instructed me without any wasted greetings. "He hit again in South Carolina."After listening to his account of a double murder with all the ear marks of our killer, I responded. "I'm heading for Georgia. Maybe I can get ahead of him. I'll call later."I disconnected and headed for my car. Sally's Grandmother's voice brought. Im busy or just ignore her. I am not sure but it started to feel like this girl was so used to getting everything she wanted that I was the first one to basically tell her to fuck off. One night just before the store closed, she stopped by my department wearing a pink skirt and white tank top. I can tell she wasnt wearing anything underneath because the outline of her nipple is just poking through. Anyways she asked me to help her get a price check on something and I was just so mesmerized by. He hadn't lived in town long, and would also be able to move out of his shitty apartment if he got a better job. He hesitated -- surely Mr. Jones had business there that had nothing to do with him, but it seemed like such a good opportunity. He went for it. *knock knock knock*, Adam rapped on the window of Mr. Jones's truck. Mr. Jones looked up and smiled at him and rolled down the window. "You lost, sir?" Adam asked. "Oh, uhh...no. Just parked for a minute," Mr. Jones said. He didn't really. As I stand there, trying to remain still, my nipples grow so hard that they hurt and I feel my thighs wet from my own juices. After several minutes you return to me and gently run your fingers against my back. "Who does this body belong to??I gulp and stammer, ?You, Master.?You chuckle. ?That’s right, pet. Now, I’m going to play with you and you would do well to remember the rules about cumming.? I feel your hot breath on my neck as you whisper, ?And what are those rules??I am not allowed.