“Rondo, I saw you look up when I said that. I never did hear who the previous caretaker was over here, did you?”“No, and that’s exactly what p...pped into my head when you said that. Whoever it was - or is still supposed to be - had to stay here all the time. There was too much money down below, to not have someone here. From what we’ve seen so far, that person - man or woman - has not been arrested.”“There was the guy from Baton Rouge, but it seems to me he would have been here, when the other. Ok, that wasn’t unusual except this time it didn’t appear to be with myself.“OK, OK, play it cool. This is going to come as a bit of a shock”“What, who .. what are you? Am I going mad?”“If you want to think that but better to accept the situation. It’ll be the best for both of us. Just think of me as an extra circuit in your brain, an independent circuit, an argumentative circuit I grant you, but still mainly under your control.”“Mainly?”“You’ll see.”“Well clearly I won’t see. Anyway how could. Without hesitation, she got out and went in the side door. Inside it was rather dark and Carrie found herself in a long hallway leading to a somewhat better lit store area. The hallway was lined with doors leading to what she guessed were the small peep show booths that were in all of these establishments. She could smell the musty odor and knew that many of the rooms were probably occupied by men that were jerking their cocks up and down in their hands and shooting their loads of cum onto the. .!" Tara sang.And there was a tingling in my cock that sent waves up my spine as Tara gently tickled the underside of my shaft."Oh my god.." I whispered, still lying, "Don't do that!"She giggled and did it again. With two fingers she slowly caressed to underside of my rising shaft. Up, and then down."Stop.." I whispered, looking down. I placed my hand on top of hers, but she kept on going. "You need to st... stop.."My eyes rolled back and my mouth opened wide. My feet trembled in their socks..