I tensed up as I felt the edge of orgasm approaching yet again. He stopped at the last second, not letting me explode just yet. Normally we started an... stopped about three or four times, but it was the sixth time already, and he wouldn't let me come yet! He told me to relax. He put my hands above my head, and told me to just lay still and let him do the work while I enjoyed the touching. He worked me slowly. It was agonizing to be held on the brink for so long without relief. He told me to. As i climbed uphill ……. Miles away from the camp, i heard a humming sound and i followed it. The sound got clearer and it was some lady singing & humming, surely not very far off. Soon i reached a water stream going down the mountain & taking a rocky path upwards along the stream i reached up & saw a beautiful lady in a white cotton loin around her, bathing under a small waterfall or gorge. I was dumbstruck by her immense beauty and hid behind a rock & watched as she sang and bathe. Her white. That started me stirring inside my trousers so I sat watching him a bit more intently, something that I knew because of the bright moon that he could see me doing. He finally dropped his cig and stamped it out then leaned back against his car again and his hand went down the top of his trousers. Mmm! I thought, someone who wants some fun. I unzipped my own trousers and slipped my cock which was now rock hard out and started to stroke myself, something that I doubt he could see. But he kept one. "But... well..." Look," Jake said, "in the first place, the amount of money we're talking about is probably not nearly as much as you seem to think it is — at least not now. I have a million and a half in the bank and Pauline is about to deposit another hundred and eighty grand in tour profits. My next royalty check should be coming in sometime in January and it will be somewhere around a hundred and fifty grand, depending on how many albums we sell. I'm not a Rockefeller or anything." Is that.