He’s toying with me, I thought. He’s not done with me yet.But my blood ran cold when I remembered what I’d just promised to do for him.~~~~~In a...room not far off, with the door closed, Sir was watching the read-outs from the telemetry in Marta’s dress: heart rate, galvanic skin response, body temperature in various parts of her anatomy – especially around her crotch and tits, micro-muscle twitches, even the degree to which she was sweating. He also had the feed from the four low-light cameras,. They ignored me for the most part and I had to pretend to watch TV while my erection calmed down.Soon it was sagging in my trousers but, as I was about to stand, Holly stood and leaned over, pretending to make the winged-horse toy fly. From my point of view Holly’ short skirt had revealed thin, white legs, with wide, white panties covering her snatch.My cock shot straight back up and I gazed uncaring at the pre-teen’s small round butt cheeks. “What’s up Ry?” she asked, my heart stopped as I. No, I don't think she's suddenly come to her senses about the age gap. She's not about to end this, and I know I make her happy. There's no reason to worry. It's gotta be something about getting me a job or her schooling. Self-reassured, the Gunny waited while Lenore drove over the San Mateo Bridge.He grunted when she asked him for toll money, and then as she worked her way through rush-hour traffic on the 280 freeway toward Page Mill Road, he asked if she were driving them to the Admiral's.. He’d put feelers out and attracted responses, but the most promising looking young men were seeking career positions, and those who weren’t looked lazy or untrustworthy or both One day as he arrived in the guests and staff-only car park behind The Settlers’ Rest, he saw one of the women who had ended her shift apparently having trouble starting her car. Matt went over to the spotless black Zephyr Six to help. ‘Having trouble?’ he inquired, and added, ‘Oh, hello’ when realising it was Isobel.