Still their eyes held fast, one to the other. And, in the depths of their eyes, a small flame sparked and a fire ignited. The fire kindled and burned ...righter as time seemed to hold its breath and waited for the moment of their completion. They hovered at the brink of ecstasy, the joy of their coupling evident in the passionate duet of their gasps and sighs. At the moment of their release, the fire within their eyes seemed to explode, which caused a mystical shower of sparks visible only to the. The intent of all of them basically came down to allow the person on the wall to be fucked and used as each person saw fit.Rob watched Brea take it all in this time with the knowledge the person mounting the wall would be her and not some other random woman.“You ready for this?” asked Rob after watching her for a few minutes longer.Brea paused for a heartbeat and said, “I think so.”“Good, let’s get you ready then,” taking her hand and leading her to the private changing and shower area in the. So I slowly stepped out of the car and walked passed the guys standing outside and entered the pub.I went straight away and got myself a stiff drink; I needed it to calm my nerves. The bartender told me all my drinks would be free. So I took him up on the offer and had two shots of whiskey. The drinks did calm me down but I forgot to sit lady like on the bar stool. I was getting all kinds of praise from the guys and ladies that I started to feel like I belonged. Before long I was whisked off to. . I want to develop the sort of reputation that the old country singers had. With Dolly and Kenny and Willie and Waylon, if you started to work for them then you never wanted to leave. It didn't matter if you were a roadie or their manager, you stayed with them for as long as you could. Everything is transient now. I lose my merchandising guy every single year. I've gone through three lawyers and the one I have now is only going to stick around until after the changeover gets settled. It's not.