I pulled up to the gate and waited as Jake opened a control box and started the generator. Then he opened the electric gate and turned on the lights.I... did indeed look like a prison at night; almost kind of eerie. There was one very small flood light in each corner aimed towards the interior. Some of the buildings had what I would have called antique light fixtures. They were just a flat round disc with a small light bulb hanging from it.They were so dim they must have been a 5 watt bulb, if. " I'm just a little concerned about that," Kirsten said. "They may not like the guy but they may feel they have to keep him and keep a close eye on him. If he's got a contract, they may have to pay him for the full term of it even if they boot him early." You know," Mike shook his head, "that might even be the angle he's trying to play. Take the money and run, either to pay a lawyer or make restitution at Byzantium. Or just run. That may be the fly in the ointment, but if it is we may still. I couldn’t push him off; he just went away, picking off chocolates with nonchalance, with all his happy attention and interest on that small task. I had to admit something awful; I knew why I was buying those dog…. No, that wasn’t it. I panted small and childishly, far too loudly, as Tento, picked up every last one, and after the last I pulled him straight in and close, and held him close to my face, whispering good boy, good boy, secretly my heart racing now it was over, and so thankful it was. ‘All we’ve done, all the wonder you’ve given me. None of it was anything compared to what you just did for me! I thought I was going to fly apart!’ Another taboo had fallen and Carla was filled with wonder. She moved closer to Bert’s warm body, her lips and tongue meeting his. His erection, the tip wet with pre-cum, slid up her belly, and suddenly she was filled with longing for one more experience. She clasped her hand around the hot, veined, club of flesh. ‘I want this!’ she said, ‘Back.