She’s a trainer - you could make an appointment.” “Yeah - maybe…” Jake said, taking another swig. That night I got home late, slightly drunk...from all the rum. As on every night I spent with Jake, I found my mind consumed by images of him - his handsome face, soft lips against mine, the taut swell of his biceps, the way his package looked covered in the thin nylon of his soccer shorts. Lying back on my bed, I spat on my hand and began to stroke my aching cock. But tonight was slightly. My cock throbbed and twitched involuntarily. Then I felt a loop of cord tighten at the top of my shaft, right behind the head of my cock, and she pulled it back and down. A betraying grunt of surprise escaped me.?What, did you think that turning up the vibrator was that last punishment I mentioned?? she asked in an amused tone. ?Nonsense. That was me doing you a kindness. She slowly pulled my cock back and down until it was pointing straight down at the floor. I didn’t think it had been. However it had no hard drive. Instead it had several USB ports and flash drives. The operating system was on one flash drive and the memory was another. Even the ram ran from a third flash drive. It was a hacker's nightmare. That is if the owner could just remember to remove the operating system at night. Without that in place, the hacker could not access the computer. Well he could if he physically got his hands on the thumb drives, but if you knew enough to buy one of those you should know. “Of course, honey.” She blushed and shook her head. “Gosh, I’m sorry. Please come in; you’re shivering.”“Thanks,” Maddi whispered under her breath with relief. She let Rochelle lead her to the study down the hall. Although it seemed silly to her, Maddi always checked the picture frames on the wall. The photo of her and Diana on the beach never ceased to make her smile. She sat modestly in the couch’s corner with her limbs drawn in her lap, taking up as little space as possible. “So,” she.