It was way past time I got away from the job.On the news I really bummed that there was even more shit in Afghanistan. It was never going to end. I pe...sonally liked George Bush's style, but he should have consulted with the Russians before he sent in troops. His replacement decided that it was a war, we could actually win. Every politician was so arrogant, they refused to learn the lessons of history. They were even going to allow a country with a half dozen nukes to blackmail us into giving. ” I reach for your lips, giving in with a kiss, trapping your tongue with mine as I reach my leg up and brace my foot on the shower bench. You reach one hand under my thigh and lift it up higher, opening me up and pressing your cock against me. I continue to kiss you and let you grind into me. As good as this feels, you’re too tall to make this work comfortably. I push you down onto the bench and straddle you as the water pelts my back. Slowly, I let myself down onto your hard cock, enjoying. I looked at Julian over my shoulder, smiled, and said, “I thought you’d never ask.”He took my hand and I followed him out of the room and out to his car we went. He sat me in the passenger seat as he always did and I enjoyed the ride to his house. I knew that I was going to enjoy the other ride later.His house was very simple, but very homely. As I walked inside, it was hard to believe it was a bachelor’s house. It was very clean and immaculate and so pristine. It looked as if a woman. " he cleared his throat, " ... I think maybe we shouldn't, you know?"I narrowed my eyes and tilted my head, trying to understand what the man was saying. He didn't want to mate with me anymore because my Master had married me? Or because he was gone? Or both? I didn't understand any of it. We couldn't control those things. We couldn't change them, and they didn't really change anything at that moment. My Master had enjoyed seeing me give his friend pleasure, so we could honor him this way. We.