Al explained, “We’re with Spring Garden Productions based in Atlanta. I don’t expect that you’ve heard of us, but I do suspect you’ve seen s...me of our work on television. We specialize in reality television shows, but not the kind that are dramatic constructs like throwing a bunch of people on an island and then watching them fight, form alliances, and have to eliminate each another. We just want to find interesting situations and film them. If there’s drama, that’s nice; if there’s not we. I guess this was an effort to connect me with her pleasure and to have me join in and condone her act. Her eyes were fixed blurred with ecstasy staring intensely at me and in haze of adulterous and wanton pleasure. His little pierced tongue was licking her lips as she panted hard. She was both angry at what I had caused and let her do and also my wife was grateful for my allowing her to take this lover and enjoy his cock so openly and satisfy her female lust. As I looked at her slowly reduced. “Is it okay to ... I mean ... I didn’t mean to call when you were with someone.”“Do I need to leave the room?” Beca laughed. “We met once, Lacie. I’m Beca. It was probably a little overwhelming when the whole pod mobbed you after the race at North Huntington.”“I remember. Yeah. Not in a bad way, you know.”“I’m sorry about the race. Jacob told us all about what happened.”“Well, I’ll just have to up the pace for regionals at Penn next week. I was calling to ... well, I’m pretty bushed this. Heading back to my desk I made plans to head back to the Carousel again that night, hoping I might run into the twins. Mike stayed out of my hair the rest of the day and I was able to get quite a bit of work done, so much that I was able to actually leave work a little early. I stopped by my apartment, took a quick shower, got dressed and headed out. I arrived at the Carousel about the same time as the night before and got in before the doorman took his position. I headed immediately over to.