Dhammika was a well-built man, with a beard.“Hello Anita, so this is the friend you talked about?”“What did he mean ‘talked about’?” Karee...a thought but remained silent.“Ah yeah, her name is Kareema. she’s also interested in your ‘special’ membership”“Wait, what?” Again, Kareema thought only.“Ah wow, that’s cool, but don’t keep letting the secret loose like this, will ya?” Dhammika asked with fake anger. “Okay, so Kareema, come with me,” Dhammika said as he showed her the way to a door.“Anita,. Mr. Thicker sauntered out, mad eye contact and walked to his car. A number of guys cycled through and suddenly there was no traffic. First Mr. Thicker went in, followed quickly by the still nervous Mr. Corner. I followed in a minute. They were making eyes at each other, but not even side by side. Good, I got the middle position. I exposed my softened cock, to Mr Corner and he stared, just stared. I swung to Mr. Thicker who whipped around and pointed his monster at me, like a one eyed pipe. I. I watched him as he chastised my slave for an indiscretion, he applied just enough to cause her pain without being vindictive to the girl, when we were driven to his location he ensured that Sue-Li was firmly restrained for road transport — his whole mannerism could be described as professional.His set-up at home was everything I'd come to expect, no visible restraints, even the door for his training area was open and the girl could have escaped at any time, however I was informed that this was. The other pharmacist didn't know me. Mr. Groff knew me from football. His son Andy was defensive end on our team.I wandered around the aisle of the store, looking for condoms, but I couldn't find them. I was just turning to go down another aisle when I felt a tap on the shoulder."Can I help you, Kyle?" I spun around and saw Mr. Groff standing beside me."Um, uhhh ... I, uh..." It's embarrassing is it? Do you have jock itch, Kyle?" NO! Um, I need ... uh..." How about Athletes Foot?" NO!" I can.