Was it because he was finally dealing out the justice in return for what happened to him, he didn't know. What he did know was, what he was doing he e...joyed, maybe a little too much. Even the dreams of Ray had stayed away for the night. He hoped, in some way, it was a sign that Ray was happy, and approved, with what he was doing too.Listening to the little wind up radio, he hears the news broadcast. A warehouse in Leytonstone east London, believed to be used as a drugs lab, was set ablaze in. So I went to her cabin and sat on her cot and waited for her. After a while she came in looking exhausted and was startled to find me there."God, Jim, you scared me." It's okay, Annie, I'm just worried about you. It looks like you're fucking every guy in the camp. Are they forcing you to do it?"She grinned. "Hell, no, I'm having more fun that I ever have in my life. One guy after another every night!" Oh... okay, if you're okay with it, I should go."She took my hand. "Jim, you're being so. " "And that my dear wife is why you are a slut." "Yes I am and you love it." "You know I do." "And that my dear husband is why you're a cuckold." "Touche." Maureen said, "All right, you love each other. I wish my husband loved me even a quarter as much as you love Ginger, but I'm dying to hear the rest of the story." Scotty said, "There's not much to tell. Just before Steve orgasmed he warned Ginger." "He's a good guy. I asked him to do that. Scotty is the only guy I'll let cum in my mouth." I. Charles Everett was not what I expected him to be. I expected to see the haughty billionaire I was forced to call ‘sir’ growing up. Instead, I saw a very old man. Though 65, he looked much older, his face was a mass of wrinkles and creases. Decades of worry and stress had taken their toll and left him a shell of a man. He supported himself on an ivory and gold encrusted cane. His gown was edged with the finest ermine and yet he seemed decrepit and broken. ‘Lawrence, it has been too long,’ he.