Dennis was an accountant for a man who owned four small bars in town. He had been messing with the books and had redirected almost $5000 to an accoun... he had specially set up that only he had access to. "Mr. Webber found out about some money I had skimmed from the company accounts. I only did it because we had some bills that I could not pay. I was going to replace it next month but now he knows. He wants me and you to come to his office later this afternoon." Dennis was 33 years old, 5'8". Months stretched out as he slowly regained his balance in his magickal abilities. It was an extremely difficult period of readjustment, but he persevered and was able to resume his studies according the plan outlined by his Master. After several hours of meditation and study, he changed into padded armor and took up the steel bound quarterstaff, a gift from his mother, and reported to the training hall for his scheduled period. He enjoyed these brief interludes in his magickal training, where. All of this stimulation with no relief was making him desperate, but he had promised she would be there the next tim he orgasmed and he was going to make sure that happened. Even sitting at work he had to check messages from her regularly online or on his phone in case he missed something and keep reading stories. Mark was not someone who anyone would think was desperate, in fact he had no trouble finding someone to play with or picking up in a bar or anything. He was tall, a bit over 6 feet or. The hourly rates include straight sex, or you could buy me for the entire night. There's a big discount if you want me as an overnight sleeping companion." Really? Why's that?" Liar's Lair and my union negotiate the rates. Overnight stays are something they encourage. Well?" Well what?" Have I made a sale yet?"I pause for a moment. "No, not yet. To tell the truth," Never, ever assume that around here." Yeah. Anyway, Caitlyn, I just don't know. I was a married man for a long time. Buying sex ....