I had breakfast and coffee and as my headache started to relent, with the help of some ibuprofen, the urge to relieve my bladder grabbed my attention....Oh, no," I moaned, surprised by my new problem. How was this going to work?Stepping into the bathroom, I took my pants off completely, to simplify things. I lifted up the cruel device and saw that there was indeed a small hole at the tip of the shaft covering. It appeared I would be able to piss out of that hole, although, not while standing up.I. He undid my hands from the ceiling and pulled me off the vibrator. Sheen of sweat covered my naked body. I was exhausted, I hadn’t been able to cum and constantly being on the verge had left me in despair. The car stopped in front of a mansion the door opened and he pulled me out. Again I walked behind him; he led me to the first room off the main entrance. It was a large roomI looked at the house it was dark and big. Great ivy bushes covered the face of it. The gardens where large and a huge. "Buck! My boss is looking for someone to clean her apartment. It's kind of a big place. Maybe one room at a time, thing. How does that sound? Oh and Are you working right now?" said Lacey. "I just lost my job a few months ago. Could really use some cash." I said. "It's not the greatest job in the world. But a job a job. You look pretty strong and flexible." said Lacey. "Thanks..." I said. Lacey smiled as she walked around the booth. I smiled more, when I saw her in full view. She was wearing. I pleaded with him to get help. I cried; I cajoled — even threatened. He was never mean or anything. Sometimes I wished he were so I could just throw him out. This dragged on for a long time... until that night about a year ago. He'd been gone for several days but by then I knew which bars he would haunt.I didn't see him but remembered once when I was looking for him.He was parked behind a bar, sleeping it off. So I started over and, at the second bar, I did find his car in the rear parking.