No conversation, No Breaks, just solid concentration. At least I wasn'tbored.But, a few weeks later as the reports were signed off, a few errors were ...oticed, just two: A decimal point was missed off a figure and so the report was several pounds off, I was blamed and my life was made more hell. With no work to do I would sit at my desk for hours, watching as every second ticked by. The pain of watching 1pm turn into 5pm was agony.My hours got worse and after a few weeks I had to make up the. ’ With that she kissed me deeply and joined Melissa at the pole. Soon they too were kissing each other and stripping off their clothes. My wife was down to a red bra slip and her high heels. Melisa had been stripped to a black lace bra, thong, black mesh stockings and her wonderful sexy thigh his boots. They both turned to me and waved for me to stand. They both danced around me, making a me sandwich. My wife ground her breasts into my back while Melisa pressed her ass into my crotch. I went. The sight of him sent little ripples of excitement scurrying over her and she could feel her skin breaking out in goose-bumps."Come in, darling," Sam said. "Come into the alcove."Kate followed him into the spacious alcove of the library where a large studio couch stood against the wall. It was minutes before she was completely undressed and in Sam's arms."Oh, Sam... oh darling..." she cried out, trembling in Sam's strong arms.She felt the leather of the couch, cool on her naked skin, as the. Did he imagine things or had the smoke gathered more substance? It seemed to undulate in arousing patterns.“True. You wanted to know if you should assist in the ceremony.” Gone was Desire’s playful tone. “I can’t, in good conscience, allow you to waste a perfectly suitable sacrifice in another deity’s name. But if you consecrate the betrayer to me, you will most definitely incur the Chaos Queen’s wrath. There is nothing more egregious than uttering the name of another goddess once blood is.