"Yes master." they said and broke off; each taking a separate room."What if they refuse?" Heidi asked.Glancing at her, Louie said, "Then they will wip... the person's memories with their gaze and will. I have every intention of holding to our deal. If you wish to stop this, you have only to ask." No, it's ok. I hadn't thought of this." Heidi said.Louie's mind turned to the rest of his hive; checking up on them. While sifting through others minds, something caught his attention.'What is that?'. "I don't know exactly what precipitated your behavior, but I know you well enough to believe you felt you had a reason for your actions. Everyone will be hoping to be invited to our next wing ding once word of today gets out... and it will get out."I didn't know how to respond to Betty so I remained silent trying to determine if she was serious, or making light of the situation."There's one thing I have to know, Bill, and I'm as serious as a heart attack about it. I need you to tell me that you. Alexander shook his head sadly when I came into the kitchen the next morning."Brock, Brock," he said, planting his hands on his hips. "Next time you wanna bang a wall, you come do it in my room. I won't tell anyone." He smiled. "Maybe I let you bang me." Morning, Alexander," I mumbled, taking a seat at the kitchen island.Alexander came up beside me and laid a hand on my back. "I make you my special ice coffee and you tell me all that has happened to you."He did, and I did. Alexander and I might. "Because I am," he answers just as calmly.The chill that runs down my spine pretty much renders me incapable of giving a coherent reply. To my embarrassment I mutter something dreadfully similar to just, "Okay..." and accept that this is happening. Not that I am given any choice in the matter, of course. I hear him unzip, I feel the warmth of his engorged manhood radiate against my bared loins. He grabs both of my wrists, wrenching my back and robbing me of any support I could have hoped for,.