“Where’s Jack?” I asked as I approached the Jones family sports utility vehicle that was parked in the corner of the asphalt parking lot next to...the team practice facility.“He’s sick,” Pam replied as I opened the back-seat door.“You can sit up here,” Pam quickly added, nodding to the empty passenger seat beside her.I slipped into the passenger seat and quickly took note of the very tanned and well-toned look of Pam’s slender legs.“How was practice?” Pam asked as we drove out of the parking. There is someone else there getting turned on watching the video of us Fucking. They have with them a camera. You tell them that they better turn it on as you start slowly stroking my cock through the shortsMy cock get so Fucking hard it feels like it will explode, I look you deep in the eyes and start kissing you intensely as you start gyrating your hips with anticipation and desire. You tear my shirt off and I untie your robe and kiss your body making my way lower and lower. I lick your legs. He was soon back in his room redressing himself in what he referred to as “suitable attire!” (his PJ`s). He and Barry between them had not been idle, they had had made, by the saddler in the next village, collars and leads, black wide and studded, ostensibly for two large guard dogs, strangely they were to the collar sizes of the two women, It happened there were no dogs at the Manor, but they knew the word would be passed round, rumours as they knew, would circulate that the manor had huge. ." Jeff started, but before he could finish, a hologram so real that it appeared solid, popped up just to Nichols' right, positioned so the others could see it too."What the..." Nichols blurted out before he clamped his mouth shut. Most of his tremors were gone, but the hologram brought back the memory of the guards' unusual weapons, their odd helmets, the ramp to nowhere, then this thing, whatever it was, that he was sitting inside."It's a hologram," Jeff supplied. "Touch it with your finger.