Also, there was no love involved, I could just get my rocks off and that was good enough for me.I worked out at least three days a week and usually ha... a massage afterwards. It always felt great. I put in the long hours and followed Norman's instructions. I got to go home and visit about every two months.I really didn't like my job after a while.It was just too much of a fantasy and nothing around me seemed real. Everyone was always trying to outdo each other. It was even worse when Norman sent. "I couldn't afford the apartment anymore after you demoted me." Well, I'm sorry about that," Oh, I bet you are," he said, pacing. "Do you have any idea how fucked up you've made my life?" Not really," he said, noticing the pump stop. "And, it looks like I'm done here. Nice seeing you, Arnie," Michael said, and quickly got in his car."I'm going to get you Michael Collins!" Arnie yelled to him as he sped off. "Android! Fucking robot!"If Michael had a heart it would be beating quite heavy right. Her imagination fueled her desire as strongly as the physical attentions being given her body. This time in bed, she was looking forward to the climax more than the acts that would take her there.Standing, Ed straddled John’s body and presented his cock for Kelly to enjoy. She slipped it into her mouth as soon as it came within reach. Her tongued worked over the sensitive area around the head of his cock. Her hands rose without conscious thought to fondle his balls and tease the area around his. He stopped and told me to make us a couple cocktails, pointing to the vodka and vermouth on the counter. While I did that, he stripped naked, his cock springing free, the sight of which caused me to miss the glass I was pouring into and spill some vodka on the counter.He seemed to want to get me drunk, as he insisted on quickly drinking those martinis, and then told me to make more. Those, too, quickly were drunk, and that's just how I was now feeling- drunk. Without being told, I dropped to.