My dick was getting hard again. I thought he wouldn’t notice anyway… but then he lost the game. He stood up, to make room for me, I moved to his c...air. I shot a new ball and then something strange happened. In stead of him taking the free chair next to me, he didn’t sat down but walked around the table into the darkness. Because of the bright light I couldn’t see beyond the display. At that point I had the feeling he was up to something. Suddenly I heard him shuffling under the table. I was. . Bon retournons dans cette turne, ? nos putains deplace...???...retrouver ce connard. ?.En revenant, le gros moustachu les attendait avec une bouteille de whiskyet un rire narquois.-? Alors les filles! On picole un peu et on retourne travailler. ?.-? O? sont pass?es ces greluches de Cyndie et Chantal? ?, dit Julie.-? Elles sont parties faire un petit footing, elles ont besoin de perdredu poids. ?.-? Nous aussi on doit... ?, dit Sarah avant d'?tre coup?,-? Vous! Vous m'ob?issez, on va boire et. In June my slave was required to do my nails each week, massage my feet, bathe me, and massage my body whenever I wanted. Our freinds when they come over comment how clean my house is. Of course I take the credit because I am the Mistress. I still control his smoking and drinking and his bed time is 10:30 during work days. He must keep his face shaved everyday. I took away all his credit cards and he no longer has a checking account. In Dec. I rolled the dice again and the date is July 11, 2014. Along with a couple of magazines which he'd thrown in his bag for reading material on the trip, an assortment of bills from a credit card company and two of his utilities, Jake saw a medium sized brown envelope with his name and address on it, but no return address. It bulged as if something were inside it other than paper, and this intrigued Jake. He slid his finger under the envelope flap to open it while he walked out to his Celica, and found a small golden amulet or medallion on a matching.