The final result was a price much lower than the one Marcy offered that they now were forced to accept from the mediator. The mediator had written off...the choppers that were out of service as total losses and factored recovery cost so high on the other vehicles that many of the older ones were better off to be abandoned in place.The mediator had reduced the value of the equipment by the cost to move it to a central location. The cost to do that was a tremendous deduction on the value and was. And he so wanted to trythem on. On his way to her room James stopped to collect a sports bagfrom his room.Louise's room screamed 'Girl'. Her bed was covered with pastel pink bedsheets and duvet cover. Posters of various male hunks covered the wallsand various stuffed toys covered her bed and chair. James placed hissports bag down by the side of the bed. He ignored all the variousdistractions and went to Louise's mirrored wardrobe where he knew theobjects of his quest were...He drank in the. I could hear their other friend, but couldn’t see him. He’d be encouraging them, telling them to ‘fuck the slut harder’, and that would just make me hotter because at that moment I would be a slut, their slut, totally, and my cock would throb and I’d close my eyes and I’d start bobbing on the head of Sir’s cock faster, slipping my lips over it, running my tongue down it with every downstroke, and I’d hear Sir panting, groaning, could feel his grip on the back of my head tighten, and then I. My mate…It took everything Matt had to not jump him right there in front of everyone. The roaring in his ears softened and he realized Rhys was speaking to him. “How do you know Derek?” He wanted to know. “Oh, we used to live beside each other when we were kids. My family moved away, but I’m back. I ran into Derek the other day and he told me about your art show, so I thought I would come check it out.” Rhys nodded, taking two glasses of champagne from a passing waitress, handing one to Matt..