”“OK Jane. This is very normal. In fact, you like it if Chris doesn’t orgasm because he lasts longer and satisfies you more. You deserve it. Aft...r all, think about how many times he finished up without you getting enough satisfaction. Don’t concern yourself at all if this happens more frequently. It is better for you.”“I understand. I will enjoy it because I deserve it. Too bad for him.”“That’s the spirit! Jane, tell me. Is there anything that Chris does that annoys you? That makes you angry?”. Entering the bunker, we spent the day working through a dorm area, opening closets and looking into empty drawers. In contrast to the lab that I had just finished, this place looked like it had been abandoned in an orderly fashion.During breaks, I got Bert and Ernie to talk more about themselves. I found out that both were locals, about my own age, with stories similar to my own. Without enough money to leave or prospects if they stayed in town, they had taken jobs with the company to build a. No John hadn't asked for permission to kiss and grope her but then he knew he didn't need to, they both knew they were there for sex, someone else had her heart but right now it was John who was in possession of her body, and he fully intended to use it for his own satisfaction."You are nothing but an unfaithful fucking whore", John whispered into the young woman's ear as his hand stroked her between her thighs to her tight silky panties. Jane shuddered with pleasure, it wasn't a secret that. He flashed a $20 bill and was admitted, leading me inside. The door was slammed shut by a very large, very obese bouncer, whose skin was even darker than Ron’s, as if that were possible, and he had gold bling hanging from his neck, and large and gaudy gold rings on most of his fingers. His smile even had a gold tooth in it. His attire was simple athletic pants and a grey tank-top, covered by a matching over-size nylon athletic jacket.The walls inside were painted black, with red and gold lights.