"This facility is already completely isolated and runs off a separate power source," Tetsuo explained. "Somehow she's still able to tap into the city ...rid and get power."Todd was lost in thought for several seconds before finally saying, "Well, I see you have quite a challenge for me." So you'll take the job then?" Tetsuo asked excitedly. It was the first time that Tetsuo had shown any emotion during their entire conversation. It was something that Todd noted closely. There was more going on. The truck would give George’s depleting testosterone room to float about in. Free range hormones. He’d made a great show of reluctantly sacrificing his dreams of roaring down the wide open road to a Steppenwolf soundtrack. The bike was out, the truck was in. Abby had chosen red, which was okay with George. She’d called it his sexy, sexy red truck. Of course, the finance company had owned half of its sexiness at the time, but his testosterone, what there was of it, was all his own. The truck was. I figured, begrudgingly, that if all I got was sloppy seconds it would be alright, and slipped back into the bathroom running the tub full for what I normally did after a catch…Charles needed some time to have his way with poor little Sally, he’d have her sucking him dry and riding his worthy, but not quite as large as Barney’s cock in no time. I’d have to settle for whatever crumbs Charles allowed me, after all it had been Charles that was getting ripped off. I settled into the tub for my. I’d bought one long sleeveless dress that was simple but elegant, with a high neck but cut quite low at the back, making it nice and cool on a hot evening like this. Because it left my back bare it was best worn without a bra, which suited me just fine. It’s so much nicer being braless in warm weather, and the dress was cut close enough to give my 32Bs all the support they needed, while the high neck meant that I wasn’t likely to give Hansie any flashes of bare tit if I bent over; however much.