They go round and round and no matter how fast they go, they get nowhere! And if they stop running, they get spit out onto the bottom of the cage. Tha...'s what your job is like. No matter how hard you work or how fast you run, it'll never be enough. They'll always want more tomorrow. It's the nature of the beast. Can't you see that?" I asked."I told you, I'm just getting started. I haven't had time to stop and smell the roses. It's an important job, Mark. I have big responsibilities." she. He groaned softly and started to stroke his own rigid, throbbing cock, imagining that it was his fingers stretching apart her outer labia and probing her tight hugging depths… or, better yet, his prick! Rick moved slowly forward, and leaned down to kiss Ash deeply on the mouth, working his tongue in and flickering it up against her own as he reached out to squeeze her shoulder and thrust his cock up in between her tits. Ashley got the idea and moaned with salacious hunger, pressing her boobs. He has my number. I’ll be available for at least an hour.”Well, he’d call back, I was sure.“Well?,” asked Rachel.“Believe it or not, I don’t know. There are several possibilities, but they’re all pretty disagreeable. Ugly. Distasteful.”“I think I get your point. What now?”“I’m waiting for Sean to call back. I think he might have an idea or two. I’m hoping he does. Want some coffee?”“No, thanks.”Patrick got up, got a mug and took a sip when the phone went.“Patrick Hollister ... Right ... I was. “Thank you so much for how supportive you’ve been. I really appreciate it.”I smiled as I opened the front door to leave. “Happy to do my part for my new nephew. Or niece. I’m not picky.”***The maps app on my phone took me to a nice apartment complex just off the highway. It was a gated community, so I went to the visitors’ gate and punched Katy’s apartment number into the speaker box. It rang for some time before it shut off again. I tried it again, with the same result. One more time. Still.