I owe you my life.’ Manuel felt like shit for trying to pull a joke on the big man. He saw the scar and knew the story. But until right then, it wa... just another story. Now, he could see the evidence, it made the story all too real. ‘You owe me nothing sir. From what Michael’s letters said, it is I who is in your debt. Please forgive my attempt at humor.’ He shook the big man’s hand. ‘The truck is this way. Is that all you have?’ He pointed to the green duffle bag. ‘Yep, lead the way.’ John. I was sitting back at my desk and had slipped off my shoes and socks leaving me barefoot. Since I would always rather be barefoot if I can I took the opportunity to do so. Just then the backdoor opened and in walked one of my older customers Al. He is an older widower and sometimes just comes by to talk even if it has nothing to do with business.If it had been anyone other than Al, I probably would have slipped my shoes back on but I’ve always felt relaxed around him so I didn’t bother. The. He fucks my ass with his fingers, gently to start with, then a little rougher and harder. Then he starts with the toys. First up was the anal beads, followed by a very big dildo. I wasn’t expecting him to use one so big. It took my breath away, but I liked it. He then told me he was going to use the bondage tape. Still face down, he tells me to put my hands out in front of me. He grabbed my wrists and taped them together. Next he taped my ankles together. I was going nowhere. My ass was in the. And please, no Mrs. Cutler stuff. It's Nina."She grinned. "Ok thanks. I'm just so used to-" I know, you're used to the snooties around here who think that because they have money they have to be treated like royalty. Listen, I appreciate what you do, and as far as I'm concerned, it's your neighborhood this week. Come on in."Listen to you, Nina! Ok, you've probably always felt that way about your rich neighbors, but to profess it so easily, well that isn't you. Or is it?"Thanks," Joy said, "All.