It's happened before."I thought about that. From recent conversations with Geoff, I knew there were three or four small ventures competing in our fiel.... I just couldn't see any of them doing something like that. Except Northern Moor Developments. Craig Wilkinson was not a nice man according to Geoff."The only one I could think capable of something like this is Northern Moor. They've fallen flat a couple of times undercutting us and then failing to deliver, We've then cleaned up. Craig Wilkinson. . Which only leaves identifying myself with my mind. But it's permanently linked to trillions of other minds and we're also constantly creating and canceling individual minds. My minds don't care about canceling themselves when they finish their tasks because they're not invested in themselves at the individual level. It's the trillion-mind collective that I identify with, so when I said, 'I was going to enjoy thinking of strange ways to make billions, ' the 'I' I was referring to was however. After that I promise to be open-minded and give you a fair chance to change my mind. But if you break this agreement, if you try to charm your way into my tent before then, the deal's off. I will never sleep with you, nor will I tell you why. Do we have a deal?"He thought for a moment. "One stipulation: if you come to me during that month, the deal still stands." Agreed." We actually shook hands, solemnly, and the odd look on his face cracked me up. It seemed he didn't know what to talk to me. “When I start the camera Andy, keep your face toward the camera looking at it the entire time”.“Yes daddy”.“Ok, here we go”, he turned on the camera, then walked to the side opposite the camera angle as not to obstruct the view of me laying on the table. “And one more time for the viewers please state your full married name”.“Andrew Charles Elzi”He then grabbed my dick and gave it a few firm strokes. “Are you ready Andy?”“Yes daddy”He grabbed my right ankle with his left hand leaving his right.