"Yes,yes,that's it.sorry," Oliver replied meekly."What is your name,boy?" the Monk asked."Oliver,Sir," Oliver said as he watched the Monk look at a la...ge ledger on the table in front of him,then he picked up a telephone receiver and after a moment spoke before replacing the receiver and looking at Oliver.."Ah yes," the Monk finally said. "I have you now Oliver,you are very fortunate,the Abbot himself is free for the next thirty minutes and will see you."Follow that corridor," the Monk said. “I am in the office about to discuss a major financial strategy for one on my clients” “he is on his way up at this moment”. “Good” I said “You have enough time to remove your panties” “I can’t” she protested. “...besides I am full of cum”But I insisted and a few minutes later received two photos taken with her Blackberry, a shot of her beaver, another with her panties laying on her desk alon with the accompanying note “there are you satisfied?” “Such insolence” I wrote back “be careful or I. I might get to edge while testing with Mistress, always a favorite as she makes me count the minutes that pass as I hold the edge, inevitably she will push me until I almost break, sometimes I must hold the edge for her as long as 20 minutes or more. I always enjoy these edges the most. Sometimes I get instructions for a special edge in a morning email. Normally I have plenty of time at work on Saturday for any special instructions or an extra-long chat with Mistress. This Saturday was none of. I had a pleasant afternoon sitting in the sun and reading a paperback I’d brought along, titled, The Sun Also Rises, by Hemmingway. I’d arrived around two and it was closing in on four and the beach began to wave goodbye to the sun lovers as they gathered their belongings and trudged off to get ready for whatever their evening held in store for them.I don’t know about you, but I can only read for so long and then I got to rest my eyes somewhat. So when eye resting time came up, I found myself.