Then three days after Marcell and his friends were there I was cleaning house and my doorbell rang. When I answered it I found it was one of Marcell's...friends. The one with the huge cock and I realized that I did not even know his name.I said hi and told him I was sorry but did not know his name. He told me his name was Tyrone and that he was there to invite me to a party that he was going to have. I invited him in and began to feel myself getting wet as my mind remembered the last time he was. She knew me well enough. I suppose I was surprised that Dan would let her show that much skin. Then again it was her party, and she was young and she was a good girl, always at church on Sunday, always pleasant and helpful. Surely some exceptions could be made. Besides, just because we were church-goers didn't make us prudes. Then I saw something that very much surprised me. Very much. One of Kimmy's friends came out of the back door of the house, slamming the screen as she came, drinking a. ‘Senator Stockton has bowed out of the race for Governor. It’s going to be Val Jared vs. Jack Lewis.’ Bettina said ‘Great job covering politics for us, Nick! A lot different than Sports, I would guess.’ Eastwood flashed his brilliant smile as he said ‘Not as much as you think, Bettina! When it comes to our Conference, things can get really political… and make the Governor’s race look like a tiddlywinks match…’ * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * The applause died down as Jack Lewis’s campaign. I’m sure my Master has a telescope. Or binoculars. Filthy pervert! I wonder how long this has been going on. Not for long, that’s for sure. I just got this apartment a couple of months ago. It’s so perfect for me. What exactly did he see? I can’t get this out of my mind. Did he see me making out with my girlfriend Tiffany? Me on my knees and Tiffany standing with her legs spread wide, enjoying my tongue working her pussy. Oh my god! That was in front of the window! What if he made pictures of.