It fit him like a second skin and was his second most proud possession next to his bike. He put on his shades and stepped outside. Most of the guys we...e still sacked out, but Jackson was up and so were a few others.Heads poked out of doors at the call, though no one was really alert yet. The sentry hadn't called 'attackers' or 'code red', which was short for 'every body arm your self with something'. Still, the guy hadn't sounded an ID or all clear yet, so Ben strode over to his bike and. "The crime scene investigators love it; they seem to live to find the spray of sperm with those black lights of theirs." Imagine the primordial soup those guys are wading in now," Miller said nodding to the CSI crew taking water samples from the melted ice. "Think of the fluids secreted, ejaculated and excreted into that mess." So boss, why did they call us in, isn't this just a big indecent exposure case?" Estaria asked, still scratching his stubble."They want us to look into all this to see. ”“Oh Sally, I’m sorry to say this but your Brian is a complete fucking idiot. Let’s go and have some coffee and a chat.”ooOOooFor the next couple of hours, I sit around the open fire slowly getting Sally to reveal more of her life to me, the strange male-dominated church that she was born into and the abusive nature of her husband who sees her as nothing more than a servant to his needs.It becomes obvious that she is isolated in their remote cottage. Brian allows her no money, no phone and. I was 90 minutes into my 2 hour training session and I was really feeling it now,my cock was rock hard as always,straining for the orgasm that I knew I coundn't have,would it never learn?Would I ever learn to control my desires? My Mistress was sure that I would,and She did not take no for an answer.It had been nearly 2 weeks since my last orgasm but I didn't know if I would be granted one this weekend.That depended on my ability to control myself and this last 30 minutes in the chair might.