"Well then you had better make sure that I not feeling pressured by my singularity." I giggle some more, very much enjoying this playful side of Saul....I see," Saul sigh's. "don't want to talk about it." but he hugs me tighter to his chest.I feel warmth and love flowing out of him. Even if he is disappointed that I wont talk about my fears he will at least try to sooth them. I hug him tighter still."There are many things I can not begin to say, to myself much less to you Saul." I say softly into. He did not give himself any airs or graces but was natural and friendly with everyone. The managers all realised that he might be rather tougher in the morning. Naturally it did not take long for he and Cliff to start talking about Rugby football but he talked sailing to Melanie and her husband, painting with Helen and even potting with Harry. It was clear that he was very taken with little Sally."It seems to me that you're rather more than a technical assistant if you're helping Nick to host. "Are you gonna kill me?" Certainly not, I never kill a client." he responded."Client?" you pondered, wondering what he was talking about."Yes, I heard your offer. Your soul for one sexual experience with Ms. Britney Spears. I have come to tell you that I would be willing to accept these terms." You're serious!?" Quite. Now do we have a deal." No." His eyes flared a bit at this, he looked like he was about to speak, but you cut him off,"I will sell you my soul, for some other conditions though.". With my massive meat probe ominously protruding forward, I leaned a little out of the shower and said, “You wanna join us, Mindy? There’s room in here for one more.” Shocked to the core of her being, Mindy stared at me with her eyes wide open. She glanced at my erection and then looked back at my shit-eating grin. In a sudden about-face, Mindy spun around and slammed the bathroom door behind her. “I think I’m in trouble,” Brandy said, turning off the shower. I raised out my hands in a.