When you are kneeling in front of the toilet as a series of anvils falls on your head and your vision intermittently fades in and out would be one of ...hose times.That was where I was when I heard the knock at the door. Knowing it was probably Lisa, I yelled, at least as much as the pounding in my head would allow, “It’s open!”“Where are you?” she called out.“Bathroom,” I groaned. “Give me a mi...” And then whatever might have been left of anything I had eaten earlier in the day decided to make. The living quarters were to be built outside the fence inside the now access controlled airport. I was to supply the labor for the install at US union labor prices plus the normal add-on. There was a huge markup and - as expected - Marcy jumped at the contract.As usual there was a Marcy SAP account for all materials and labor associated with USAF radar base Polokwane. The Air Force agreed in the contract to do vectoring for all arriving planes; one less headache for JBG to worry about.The. She lefthim in suspense for several minutes before setting aside the paddle andpulling him upright by his hair."Now," she said coldly, "let me see you walk again."Feeling even less able than before, he nevertheless took one careful stepafter another, somehow managing to keep his legs moving, hips swaying,arms slightly extended, wrists limp, chin raised. All of the physicalexcitement had made his nipples get hard and the material of his toprubbed against them, adding unwanted stimulation. His. He was a client, nothing more, nothing less. And a good client at that. Followed all the rules, was never late, did not rise above his station and try to force himself onto her. That happened more often than she liked. Apparently having it plastered on her website in bold red and ensuring it had been seen by each new client wasn’t enough. Some idiots still tried it on. She shuddered, remembering that old fat oaf who had grabbed her bottom, bent over in an awkward position, really at her.