As scared as she was, she also was a little excited. She wondered if he would make love to her. He was a lot older than her, but if he wished it, she ...idn't think she could say "no." Truthfully, with the way he carried himself, she wasn't sure she wanted to say "no."She looked up at him and smiled saying, "I understand, Master."He then asked her a question, which surprised her, "Has Lloyd ever humiliated you?"She looked at him and hesitated, as she already knew how he felt about Lloyd. However,. Presentations. Ah ... there it is on the schedule. In six months, you'll get to be an Engineer again, to build something. Project planning will be over. Project Management has it all figured out.Five months pass.What do you mean there's no money left? you think. Where did it all go?You look around. Row after row of offices. Planners. Budget people. Managers. Project Managers. Directors. Where are the Engineers? What happened to our project?Oh, you're told, the customer cut back. It was getting. I grinned. I knew the secret. Of course I would.The light turned green, and I drove past Taboo and turned around the block, parking my car in front of a butcher shop. Its sterile white fluorescent lights were just bordering unpleasant, and it didn’t get many customers, but it was mine all the same. Still, I was rethinking the idea of the store. Was it odd to have a twenty-four-hour butcher shop?“Hey Tony,” I said as I entered.The rotund and gruff fifty-year-old Italian behind the counter tipped. I sat down beside Alisha and (after loading itup with syrup, of course)started gorging myself.Alisha finished and sat back on her chair and I glaced over at her. She was wearing a very loose fitting tank top, and had herblonde hair tied up in a ponytail.Then I noticed that she wasn't wearing any bottoms or panties. Herpussy lips were just showing underneath her top and were glistening, obviously wet.She caught me looking and said, "I'm just letting it breathe," and winked at me. I sheepishly.