”“So, you think that giving me a hand job in front of them would be ok?”“It’s not in front of them, and you have your back towards them, so ...hey can’t really see anything.” Erin squeezed me and brought me closer to the edge.“What is the next thing? You said, ‘for one thing’, and that usually means that you have a list to go over.”“The next thing? Because Carla and I wanted to give our men a handjob and she didn’t feel like she could do it in front of everybody. Are you getting close?”“A. ‘You’ve read it?’ ‘I have.’ ‘What’s your review?’ ‘It’s very interesting,’ I said, ‘Mr. Ingersoll is an interesting man.’ ‘Are you a free thinker?’ I laughed and said, ‘Actually I’m a Presbyterian minister.’ ‘And you read Robert Ingersoll?’ ‘I like to know what the other side is thinking.’ ‘How very interesting,’ she said. ‘What do you do?’ I asked. ‘I edit the local newspaper,’ she said, ‘actually I own it. I inherited it from my late father.’ ‘You own and edit the Gazette?’ ‘You’re familiar. " She whispered in his ear. "I'm too tired to fuck and I want our first time to be really good so you're going to have to wait until tomorrow."Mark began to scream in panic into the gag, so all that came out were tormented moans."Shush!" Her voice suddenly turned sharp. "Don't you dare question me slave or you won’t be cumming at all!"Mark immediately hushed himself."That’s a good slave. Be good like that and you'll have a great time with me. But don't you dare go talking back like that to. ’ She said to me, and looked at me wondering. There was a hidden joy inside her, now that she knew I was not the only one. I looked into her eyes again and walked inside, thru the large arch. ‘How long has he been here, and does he only wish to speak with me?’ I asked her without turning. ‘From my understanding, that’s exactly what he’s interested in.’ I walked forward and stopped quickly, turning my head only slightly and said, ‘It’s good to be back here, Tara.’ I then walked forward and.