?Alfrado here will chauffeur you to a warehouse of mine that’s been set up for the production? The women are already on their way.?Chapter NineA sat...n type material black hood, otherwise wearing just my t-shirt and 501 Levi jeans, the kind with their unique leg twist stitching of the denim, walking past the dark, thick curtains and into the partitioned off corner of the large concrete walled area of the nondescript warehouse located in the middle of nowhere, I stop, glance around just imagining. I don’t know how long it was until I released my latex mound, and what looked like a small latex eraser sprung up at the tip of my breast with the absence of my palm. It took longer for the other hand to leave the valley of paradise. This was bad, really bad. I had to regain control of myself, and figure out why I’m a latex centerfold. I laid sideways on the floor, aftershocks coming unexpectedly from time to time, causing me to curl up into a fetal position. The squeaky rubbing of the latex. She said that Carly had asked what I was doing upstairs with her. She said that she had told Carly that I wasn’t with her, she didn’t even know I was up there and that I must have been spying on her. She also said that Carly obviously didn’t believe her but didn’t have any proof, so she couldn’t say anything. She told me Carly also just went on and on as if she knew what we were doing. She kept saying “You know he’ll just use you for sex, he doesn’t care shit about you”Apparently this went on. I laughed as I watched her, she wasn't just ironing, she was dancing with the bloody iron like a pianist, raising her hand up and swooping down to sweep over my shirt, her feet were moving to what I presume was the music in her ears and she had a lovely big grin on her face."OWW" She shrieked as I kissed her neck, but she was laughing and I slid my arms around her waist,"Mmm" She said without even turning round, "I don't know who you are, but if you stop, I'll kill you"I didn't stop, I ran my.