. something in me. Work ethic. And besides working my butt off, I take pride in excellence. In honest results.Vanessa drew me in a different direction... Class. Demeanor. Self-expectation. Now I’ll always be that corn-fed Missouri girl, but, money-aside, I’m evolving into something more. What, I’m not exactly sure. But something. More.Walker held his carryon in front of him as we went through the Four Seasons lobby to the elevator. It looked a bit awkward, but he found it preferable to showing. We sat in wait really and thenwatched the telly in wait. but when we heard hercar draw up we quickly turned off the tv and positioned ourselves behind the door.When Tina entered I pinned her arms to her sides whileSue put the gag in and bagger her head so she couldn't see.Tieing her hands we manoevered her out to the van and into the back for a quick disorienting trip roundthe block and upstairs to our flat.Shifting the bindings to two hooks we has set up in the door frame we used the steak. Oh fuck! They're making me come again, Michael. I'm coming! Yes!" Patty blurt out, and loud enough for the whole bar to hear, if it weren't for the loud music. Michael then ordered her to rapid-jerk their cocks, and when they're ready, she is to swallow all of their cum. Bill said he is going to shoot."Do it, Patty! Hurry! Bob's not looking," Michael insisted. I glanced over and saw my wife's head go underneath the table."Yeah, baby, get every bit. That's it. Oh, honey, you suck me so good,". "I won't fail Master." That's my girl," I said, patting her head affectionately. I think she almost purred at that.I then told her I was going to hide in the supply closet, until the drug had taken hold. After several minutes of sitting in the stuffy closet, I heard the classroom door open.I then heard Becky say, "Ms. Beaumont, could you please close the door for me?" Uh, sure." Please have a seat in one of those desks there, would you?" Becky asked politely."Alright. What's the problem, Ms..