?Gary.??And this must be Christie. I can see why you’re hiding her from me. You don’t want to share.??Oh, he shares,? she said, until I gave her t...e ‘shut up’ glance.?Looking for anything in particular?? he asked me.?Oh, just seeing what a prematurely departed friend had to offer the world,? I said. ?And you???The same.? I could only guess which valuables Gary might know about that I didn’t. I spoke quieter. ?Most of these idiots don’t know what the hell is in here.??Ain’t that the truth,. The other half, which Kathleen took to be the slaves, were in some form of undress. She noticed that she actually had on more clothes than most and was thankful for that small blessing.Naked breasts abounded. Most of the slaves were female. Some were completely naked but for little adornments like collars and cuffs. Some had skimpy loin clothes. A few wore chastity belts. She saw one that even wore a veil and wished she had one of those.The male slaves also were mostly naked. A few were. Her parents had been killed in an auto accident and suddenly she owned a restaurant that she had to run. She was always in the office or backroom and I hardly ever saw her, but when I did I always made it a point to let her know I still wanted a taste and she would always ask, "You married yet?"A couple of more years went by and then Marie's husband was killed. I didn't know the guy so the only thing it meant to me was that Marie no longer had to worry about rumors getting back to her husband.. Ever so the gentleman, you wouldn’t turn down such a polite request. Licking my lips in anticipation, I slowly unzip your trousers and reach in to find my prize. Pulling it out, it’s still slightly flaccid, but I can take care of that. I put the whole of it in my mouth, drawing you in deeply, moaning and breathing heavily, sinking to my knees. Coming up for air, I ask you if I may take some clothes off as it is very warm in the office after hours. You give me permission, however you demand.