She wanted Michael to witness how she would suck and use Jamal's very large cock. She wanted to punish Michael. She also wanted to experience sex with...another man, Jamal. This was an adventure in wanton lust for her. Slowly she spun letting Jamal see her body up close. She slid the lingerie down her body. She revealed herself in slow motion. Her eyes watched his as they followed her body. She saw sweat appear on his brow again. She saw him shiver as his anticipation grew. She wanted him to. I like to know who everyone is who visits these clubs. In case anyone is connected with the law and if they are on their pay roll. The Ike Man prays on young girls normally. Most you never see again. He trades in young human female flesh. Trafficking. The occasional young beautiful male. They all end up in Saudi Arabia. Ike works for Sheik Saad Janani. The Sheik has diplomatic Immunity. He can’t be touched. He was also at the club with Ike the other night and wants Grace for a Saudi Prince who. "Your objection is noted, Lieutenant," the colonel snarled, "now MARCH!"Trey's objection was cut short by the colonel's finger on a button controlling Trey's harness. Similar to the bio digital implants, the control harness could override voluntary muscles, stun the wearer, monitor vitals and locate the wearer worldwide. Colonel Chamberlain commanded the harness to march the mute Trey outside. Escape from the control harness was very difficult without external assistance--and when tampered. Yes, it’s too long. Yes, it’s too short. Yes, this is stupid shit. Eyes, I need an editor, are you volunteering? And, yes, I suck. And you have yourself a warm and fuzzy day. If you want a perfect story go find one written by Mr. Data. ENJOY! ***** My next morning, ALONE, I staggered down and grabbed some coffee and toast, looking out at an empty pool deck listening to the quietness of the house. Checked the chlorinator, low but not enough to need attention. Looking around deciding where I was.
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