I don’t recall any of it but I guess I’m a Kansas girl.”“Babes are here from all over this country. Shit, they even come across both ponds to ...ive here. You’re new, I haven’t seen you around.”“I just got here yesterday.”“Are you gay?” May asked.“I think I’m bi but I get more feelings when I’m with a girl than when I’m with a guy. But once in a while I need to have a man’s hard cock pounding into me. Mostly I stay with females.”“I see. I’m not trying to scare your ass but AIDS in gay and. And the company, big as it is, and rich as it is, is only the tip of the iceberg." Second, your phone is tapped, and that is not nearly all. Your office, and your apartment, and your car, are all full of bugs. Tiny camera lenses hidden in the pictures on the wall are watching. Bob has a digital record, vocal and visual, of everything you say or do at work or at home, including making love to your wife. You have no privacy, and haven't had at any tine since you came to work the first day. Only. Clear and coherent sentences with no mumbling or stuttering, like everything it said was carefully rehearsed a myriad of times. Thane realized, after checking frantically, he wasn’t wearing a Bluetooth or anything remotely related to it. The only place the voice could be was in his mind. That was it, he was definitely going crazy. Who the fuck are who? He desperately tried to keep the tears inside his eyes as he went into a partial fetal position. I’m your better half, a protector you can. . We danced. Slowly, our bodies moved together, round and round the living-room. Sam’s arms were around my waist and every so often, one of his hands would wander down and I’d feel it on my butt-cheek. My arms traveled all over his back, his shoulders and sometimes I’d pull one arm between us to feel his chest, my face nuzzled right in there too. I even reached back and felt-up his muscular ass a couple times. I’d never really slow-danced before, so with my body so tight against.