They had to travel to thestate capitol for today’s deposition, and probablywould not be able to return home until Sunday morning,but everything ...as working out just great. The settlement in this case would involve millions ofdollars. Nick’s fees and prestige from winning thiscase would boost his financial situation and careeropportunities. He couldn’t help but smile very smuglyat Graham as the other attorney desperately pleadedhis weak case. Yes, for Nick Baker, life looked. Then they stopped as suddenly as they had begun. The abrupt quiet was louder than the beating of the drums had been.Alice looked about her. Salambo had not moved. Now she walked to the fire and someone began a low chant in a strange language. The chant was taken up by more and more watchers until all were singing the guttural syllables in a low, hypnotic voice.The chant too was ended abruptly. Salambo mouthed some phrases and the chanting began again. It is like a litany, Alice thought, and. .. you know where I can fin' that?" He said with a voice again unwaveringly confident and even tempered, and began to stroke a long thick bulge in his sweats that stretched down his right pantleg. My eyes went wide as I saw a long thick tube begin to inflate and harden, tenting the entire crotch and right thigh of his sweats. I swallowed a hard dry lump in my throat as I watched him stroke the growing snake in his pants, the biceps on his dark chocolate arms and thick chest flexing and. I know it’s probably a bit suggestive and might raise your wife’s eyebrow if she read it, but it’s not that bad. And it’s definitely not as bad as me telling you that I just came so hard wishing you were fucking me, or sending you a picture of the lingerie I’m wearing, or the curve of my ass in this pencil skirt. When I think of it that way, your wife should fucking thank me for behaving so well. Not that it’s by choice. If given the chance to misbehave, I certainly would. And I’m doing my best.