Go faster, go faster. Ignore the pain, keep going!" he told himself over and over as he ran.Hunger was also close to overpowering him when he realised...how stupid he was being. Coming to an abrupt halt, he set the replicator down and spoke to it."One high energy bar."A bar appeared and he cackled loudly at his own ingenuity before grabbing the bar and the unit and breaking into a run again. The energy bar was eaten as he ran and it wasn't long before he imagined he could sense the boost it was. He left the gag off but I knew that it would be pointless to call for help ? I was a slave and it would only serve to get me a whipping. I think that a few days must have passed in this way. I was fed and watered sporadically, always by the same man, who never said anything. My Arabic is pretty useless so it would have been pointless trying to talk to him anyway. One day, a different man appeared. He was obviously of quite a different class to the one who had been my gaoler, being dressed in. " "No problem Mom". Her hair was still wet from her shower and was cold on my arm. As we were laying there I couldn't help but feel mom's small tit resting on my chest. I was starting to get that incredibly horny feeling again like earlier when I was ting her bikini top. To help matters out, the hot sex scene was starting to play. My breathing must have increased because it was getting louder and I was aware of my chest rising and lowering on my moms breast. Mom must have been able to sense. This first piece I handed out is like Pops said, it's fun. "Let's go through it a couple of times to see if this is what Chuck heard in his head when he wrote it."The lead in was a Rhodes piano with some B-3 accents, followed by tenor and alto saxes doing some gentle sounds. Behind everything was a strong bass with rhythm guitars. The nutty part was along with the Rhodes and B-3 was a regular piano, or what I wrote as a bright piano all at once. There were 8 bar breaks for each keyboard and.