David turned the machine off for a couple of minutes while he went out of the room to grab some more things to help make his slaves cum. He went into ... spare room where he kept more of his sex toys that in the past he had used on Olivia but never on Claire and he could not wait to be able to use them on both girls. He grabbed a toy that had a long hand with a rubber ball on one end of it with a power lead coming out of the other and he then grabbed some extra rope and a thin stranded whip and. “Great, so glad that you’re ready! Did you enjoy yourself down here? Absolutely wonderful place isn’t it?” she said, leading them upstairs. “Er, did you remember everything that you had to do?” she said, turning to Rebecca at the top of the stairs.“Yes, think so. Nice and clean and tidy and all that, you know.”“Good, we’ll walk slowly over to the hall. Your young man will be here in about five minutes!” They made their way through the house and out into the back. Several cars were now parked. Sal had wanted to go just to watch the pretty young things in their swimsuits but the demands of managing a 110 unit apartment building was a top priority. Also, he didn't want to piss off his uncle Vinnie who was a majority investor in the property. Vinnie had his back on almost anything that came down in the Bronx and he only had to ask and Sal would make it happen.The street on the north side of the building was paved with the new hard stuff that didn't melt in the summer heat, but the west. "Emily, what have you done?" asked Peter."I ... I ... I just—" and with that, Emily Miller burst into tears.Damn, now I felt sorry for this poor woman. Peter wrapped his arms around his wife and said, "Bob, Crys, I'm so sorry for this." No harm, no foul," I said. "Besides, these parties rarely get any excitement."I heard a few people chuckle nervously as Peter escorted his wife away. Robert and I left shortly after but didn't talk about what had occurred between Peter's wife and me. A few days.