Several times during the drive, the masters up front talked on the cell phone to Master in South Africa. I know it was well after Midnight there. He m...st want this very much, I thought, to stay up this late. And what about you, I thought…how badly do you want this? You could end up in jailor even badly beaten if the wrong person sees you at the wrong place! I mused.Somehow I knew that wouldn’t happen...that my Masters would make sure I wasn’t harmed. They could have harmed me numerous times so. ‘I think you are a very sexy girl, Rebecca’ said Ana, dragging her hand slowly up your leg, and making you go bright red. She reached up, and slid her hand inside your sheer top, ‘mmmmm, a VERY sexy girl!’ as she moved her hand up to touch your piercings. Your nipple immediately swelled, as she gently pinched and pulled upon it. She lowered her mouth to your lips, and I could almost hear you say ‘Fuck it’ as you put your hand round the back of her head, and pulled her into your kiss. I sat and. The vast expanse of the Nevadadesert surrounded them like one yellowish, grainy amoeba. However, Steven Linwas drowning in the pleasurable feeling of success. He had made senior partnerin 5 years and he was still a year shy of 30. His foot hit the pedal thrustinghis luxury sports sedan faster ahead. Sitting next to him was his love, AmyLay. Her high nose, prominent cheeks, and long lashes all gave her a veryelegant, upper-class aura. In many ways, she did fit her image. Her father wasa top. ”“Yeah, no. I’m in a soup kitchen. He was going to bake bread and make soup for the homeless. Hence the flour.”Mel sighed.“No he’s not. He’s not even going to be stirring his Bovril any time soon, Martin. They’re keeping him here. The old fucker’s got a raging case of diabetes! Blue toes and everything! Never been treated.”Sister Rebecca could hear her word for word. Her face cycled through a range of expressions, from suppressed giggling to concern for Father Luigi.“Mel, you wanna tone it down.