It wasfrom a recent bust in upper Manhattan, so it's becoming apparent thatsomeone is stealing it from the lockup and providing it to Melissa." Do you...have a clue as to who it might be?" Brenda asked."Not yet, but there aren't a lot of people with access to the drugs so Idon't think it will be much longer before we have an answer," Bill said."I hope so, I have to go on another date for Melissa and I really don'tlike doing that, so please hurry," Brenda said."We will, just be patient." I'll try,. The change in pace breaking me from the trance you had me in. I grab handfuls of your hair, pulling you to me and kissing you, deep, hungry kisses. I slip your jacket off of you, it falls to the ground, the sound echoing through the garage. I loosen your tie and remove it, I begin unbuttoning the buttons of your white dress shirt as you pull me closer to you. I can feel you growing hard under your slacks and its driving me crazy, I pull your shirt out from where it is tucked into your pants, a. I reset my alarm and rubbed my hands together. I set myself to writing for the next hour. The sooner I got the work done, the sooner I could go back home. I imagined Master’s face and remembered his voice. “If you don’t want to sleep in the closet tonight, I expect you to finish your work today…to my satisfaction.” “Yes, Sir,” I had said. “Yes, Sir,” I said now, under my breath. To my surprise, I got myself almost to halfway done when the alarm went off. I smiled and almost texted Master, but I. That morning George had left for work early and Emily was just clearing up the breakfast things before she showered and dressed. That morning she was wearing as usual her thin silk wrap, the one George liked. He always said it made her body feel wonderful when he held her. There was a light knock on the kitchen door and when she opened it she found Andrew standing there. He smiled. “Good morning, Mrs. Wilson, I’ve come over to sort out George’s computer.” Then she remembered. George had.