My bias is towards Sally’s preference. After he tried to drop that shipping container on us, his feelings don’t weigh on me much.We boxed it all u.... Some, maybe most of it. The booby trapped computer setup self destructed. How we all escaped injury, I’m at loss to explain. We boxed the debris, and took it with us as well. Gidget can do marvelous repairs. She might salvage some data from the parts. Well, boys and girls? The end! That was our little adventure.Back at the beach party, it was. All we had to do is park in the garage across the street and walk inside the square block of clubs that were all packed together.Out of all the options we really favored two clubs. For privacy purposes I’ll call them club red and club blue. These were the only two clubs that played the music we wanted while also giving us a mixed crowd of women from all nationalities. Club Red was my favorite but it cost $20 to get in, Club Blue was basically the same type of club and only cost us $10 to get. Trucks on, I did! You were ... Well, I hate to say this, but I think I wore you out last night. It had been a long time Taylor and I ... well, not for a long time anyway. But I'm pleased to be able to say, that you weren't out of practice."Better than I remember, if anything. I suppose that's down to all the practice you've been putting in." Oh yeah, I seem to recall a rather energetic workout now." I said, desperate to move that conversation away from the direction Ottilie appeared to be. Sharon sucked all of Britney's pretty toes, sucked them better than she had ever sucked any man and hoped her Mistress was happy. Britney got up and addressed her slave who was still on the ground. "You learn quickly, more quickly than that muscleboy over there. You're not quite as dumb as I first thought. I hope you've learned a lesson tonight. The lesson is you're a weak, stupid cunt. You're nothing. All your muscles are useless against me. I'm stronger and prettier than you'll ever be.