– A Week LaterEpilogueThe courier didn’t even read the sign, but knocked twice on the frosted glass door. He entered without waiting for a respons..., knowing he was expected. The strong scent of cigar smoke assaulted his nose and eyes as he stepped into the dimly lit room. Silhouetted by the curtained window, a large man sat at a desk. He raised his head to look at the approaching courier.The man behind the desk didn’t seem to be alarmed by the intrusion of this particular individual, though few. Shewears her clothes so well, sometimes I get so jealous…(not really) Dyreese had navy blue spandex tights with along T-shirt top and had her hair tied back. She can besooo sexy, even if she just has a bathrobe on.I wasn’t particularly hard on the Mistress/slave tripwith Dyreese that evening, she was there to serve as mycard partner and of course she knows that if I needsomething… SHE must do it promptly.We played a couple hands of poker… and had a fewdrinks. Every one. " He was looking me straight in the eyes. "After awhile my boner really starts to hurt if I haven't given it some sort of relief. Right now I'm pretty much dying it hurts so bad." I honestly didn't know what to say for a moment. One part of me, currently the more dominant part, wanted my grandpa and the other part wanted to run away and never come back. The more dominant part won. "Well, I don't want you to be in any sort of pain grandpa." I tried to sound as level as I could. "When was the. She must have been on the pill because she didn’t tell him to put on a rubber or ask him to pull out. After he finished, they lay there for several minutes. She was looking up into the sky. Maybe she was actually watching the stars. After a while, she said, “I think we should go before somebody else drives up here.”They dressed silently. David refolded the blanket and tucked it under one arm. He held her hand as they walked back to the car. While they were walking, he wondered if she would hate.