That evening, after dinner, I settled down on my sofa and began to read through the thirty or so magazines in the box, it was the most pleasurable hom...-work I'd ever had, but at the same time it left me feeling frustrated. Most of the articles were exciting in one way or another and the pictures were a real turn-on, what I found most interesting though were the readers letters, most of which seemed more like fantasies than real events. At about midnight I went to bed and dreamt of naked women,. Parts." He's a very wounded soul. Being a hero is all he has left, but eventhat reminds him bitterly of all his friends and comrades that didn'tmake it." She shook her head. "It's no wonder that veterans suffer somany suicides." He'll be one, won't he?" Anya asked. She didn't need her magic to seewhat kind of grim future awaited Ed Martinez. **********In non-descript clothing, Ed limped across the parking lot. He couldhave parked in one of the handicapped. After that we lay on the bank of the stream, drying off in the sun. We took turns ordering the slave to suck our dicks.I spent some more time having fun by fingering him and fucking his ass with the large dildo and tugging on his balls and cock. It was really a delightful time.I had to leave after two hours of this scene so at one point, I had the slave come over to me while I was sitting down and start sucking my cock with the intention of cuming in his mouth.He had the softest, warmest. When I showed the owner his specs and what we had found, he turned red in the face, becoming belligerent, saying I ordered the beds and I would accept them as they were.I told him that I would accept work that was comparable to the body that I had on my truck and the four bodies that he had delivered previously to us. He kept making up reasons why he couldn't do that, continuously threatening me with a lawsuit and a fat lip. Dan and I left after I advised the owner my attorney would be in.