Harris’ home. In no time, the investment paid for itself, and Ratchet was not only kept very busy but generating a good income.Ratchet’s living ar...a was a spacious apartment that had been laid out in the loft area and was accessed by a wooden staircase. It was well-furnished with all the amenities Ratchet could want. As part of his remuneration package, Ratchet’s weekly groceries were supplied by Mr. Harris as well. The provisions were always delivered to Ratchet at around ten-thirty on. Case in point, it was when I was taking my usual detour from the riverside to my big-for-New-Orleans but objectively tiny Royal Street apartment tht I met Leyla. I should say, I spied her. I’ve always had a thing for redheads and my god was she a specimen. Hair the color of the sun the morning before a storm, skin like milk and tits that looked like they could feed an army of starving c***dren. Best of all, she was sitting in a just-above-her-knees floral print dress that could be mistaken for. The people next in line for punishment is the 3rd place house. Everything happens at the same time. But the house that gets 3rd place gets punished less. The people in the 3rd place house are not selected to be put in the Glory hole area. Since they are still punished it is also every person for themselves. This means that the dorms of the 3rd place house are also unlocked but only during the days. The people in the 3rd place house are allowed to have the night time to themselves unless they. For what seemed like an age the two of us just seemed to freeze. Him with his trousers halfway down his thighs…me open mouthed, my eyes drawn towards a pair of white briefs and an undeniably impressive manhood clearly outlined beneath the cotton material.I guess we stood there for no longer than a few seconds but at the time it seemed an age and throughout I could do nothing to avert my eyes.When the spell was broken I quickly muttered an apology, placed the items I had returned on the worktop.