Bastard! He also asked Marc why he couldn't give me a tongue piercing right now, because all proper working cocksluts should have one. Marc said that ...e didn't want that yet, that I would have to earn it. Again, the role reversal where I was the one who ultimately wanted all that stuff done to me, he was just the good Samaritan who helped me in this picture! I really hated him for that! Well, back to where I am now, right at my makeup table. Having finished, I look myself up in the large mirror. The next day i made sure i got to the job just after 8 as too not look too keen Caroline answered the door much the same as yesterday in sweats but had her hair done up she asked if i would like a drink and went to make i started to get to work and saw her watching me with the drink in her hand so again i took my top off and got on my knees making out i was doing something i then said sorry didnt see you standing there to which she replied just enjoying the view and walk off. About an hour. .. something. Crouching down next to a clump of bushes, he noted the trampled grass and the partial imprint of a body."What is it?" Sala asked."Someone was here, recently, and after we arrived," he told her, looking into her worried face."Was it... ?" She was too afraid to finish the question, the thought of the shaman spying upon their lovemaking more than a little disturbing."I do not think so. The impression in the grass is too small; also, the footprints are not large, and do not sink. I confirmed the arrangements and started counting down the days. Looking forward to a stressful meeting seemed strange but it was the fringe benefits I was really looking forward to. On one occasion, when discussing the travel arrangements, Mike was beside me when we were viewing the hotel online and his hand was under my desk, rubbing my hardening cock. As you can imagine this was very erotic and quickly led us to a joint visit to the toilets for some hot oral sex. The big day finally arrived..