~Enjoy your sweet treat My pet.Masteri was so excited yet nervous about going out again, my heart was racing but like always, i was in Masters hands, ... put my fears to the side and walked out again. Looking across the sea of faces in the dim atmosphere i made my way to the recognisable striking blue shirt He wore. He looked round to me and i paused, looking across His table to see the stunning blond greet me. After a few moments i focussed and smiled politly, then i sank to my knees and crawled. Cassidy was waiting at the door and quickly slipped on her coat before coming out to help. ‘Marlene, is Michael alright?’ she asked. ‘Yes, but he is pretty sore and basically exhausted.’ ‘Michael, you poor thing, are you alright?’ Mrs. Cassidy asked as she opened my door. ‘Hi Mom,’ I said, as I continued holding my hand over my mouth and began swinging my legs out of the door. Marlene and her mom guided me into the warmth of the house while Misty anxiously pranced in the doorway. Mrs. Cassidy. ”Craning her neck she desperately tried to see what he was doing. His blazing eyes and wet face rose from between her legs like a seal rising in a tide pool. “ERIC,” Copley commanded at Myra’s use of Mr. “When we are making love Myra, I am Eric.”“Eric,” she said in a squeaky, tremulous, little girl voice. Making love, she thought. With Ashton it was fucking. But Eric was making LOVE to her. She relaxed, opened her legs wider, and willed his mouth back to what she had newly begun thinking of as. My heart stopped, and I froze, listening intently. Shuffling, what sounded like something heavy being dragged across the ground. My body went cold and I looked around frantically for a hiding spot, it might be futile but it was better than just waiting to be shot. I spied a recessed door in one of the walls, perhaps the rear entrance to a restaurant judging by the dumpster just outside it. I hurried over trying not to make too much noise, I crept into the recess and tried the handle, it creaked.