It must have been about three hours later when he called me through to his office and peter asked "would you like to take your dinner now" before i ha... a chance to answer he dropped his pen on the floor and it rolled under his desk, "i'll get it boss" i giggled he tried to object but i didnt know why i bent down and crawled under his desk, picked the pen up and immidiatly knew why he had tried to stop me. There was a massive bulge in his pants, he must have been watching me. I popped out my. She just collapsed on my chest.“Ohh, fuck. I needed that. Now I know why Terry is always talking about you.”“Oh, really? And what does she say about me?”“Nope, won’t go there. For women’s ears only. Ah, you didn’t cum, did you?”“Nope, and don’t intend to. At least not now.”I saw Terry out of the corner of my eye. She went to the bar and poured herself a glass of wine. She came over and sat down next to me.“Well, it sure sounded like you were having fun. Mary, you need a shower, dear.”“I know,. We had three pistols which were originally liberated from dead Iraqis back in oh-three.” He shrugged. “Unfortunately we’ve run out of ammo for them, so they’ve been hidden out of the way.“What type of pistols?”“A Makarov and two CZ-75s. Both use nine mil ammo, but one’s a ninteen-mil. cartridge, the other an eighteen-mil. They’re not truly interchangeable.”Jacko just nodded. He wasn’t going to offer to supply them with ammunition, though he was pretty certain he could. Not yet anyway. He wanted. I asked inside her mind if she was ready to please me and immediately heard back an emphatic, “YES, master.”I guided us into a small pharmacy shop and purchased a box of disposable enema kits, some razors and several bottles of oils, moisturizers and lubricants. I gave them to her with the money to pay for it all and directed her to purchase them from the young woman who was tending the register.I noted with joy that circling around inside her head without any prodding from me that she was.