”He drove us back to base, and I was soon writing up the notes I had made to send to Rod. Appendixes to be added to both my adventure and Linda’s,...in the hopes that others would see the advantage to owning and combining the two. And once I finished I started playing a fantasy computer game I had bought called Telengard until it was time for lights off.It was the final full week, and mostly it was taken with tests. Orders were confirmed, and a trip to the travel office got me my flight. Why was I going along with all this? I should have been on the phone with the cops, but part of me wanted to see where this was going. "How long?" he asked. "Over a month...she is very strict," I said. "Good, chastity slaves need to be kept locked up for their own good," he said. My cock instantly began straining against its cage by the fact he was talking about it. "Well, here's what I propose. I don't want to over-Dom your Mistress, but it's a huge difference having someone real life. She can. I stayed inside and watched from the window for a bit, a little turned on, but a little unsure of whether or not I should go back out and interrupt him. He had his eyes closed and his head back. It was too obvious what he was doing. After a couple of minutes, I decided I would rejoin him. I gave him the courtesy of very deliberately opening the sliding glass door and knocking into the patio chair. Zack quickly slipped his hand out of his shorts and glided back through the water like he had. ”“Well, I’m definitely older. I’m old enough to be your father, easily. Maybe even your grandfather. Yes, I’ll do that,” Clement agreed, both of them slipping off to the men’s room.It was a bit rushed, had to be, because the Howard clan and others needed their orders filled, but not five minutes later, a relieved Clement returned to his seat. Stanley walked by, wiping his mouth, of course. It was pretty clear what took place in just that time. Their condition had spread again, and once again.