You knew passing eyes would be on you as stretched your leg out the door, you knew it and couldn't help but to enhance the image you portrayed, stretc...ing it out so that it would present a rising arch, a decadant image of sexuality and playfullness, imagining their eyes as your foot, wrapped in a patent four inch heel, clicked the pavement. The heel, in turn, held your foot high as the straps from the shoe wrapped around your ankle and criss crossed up the first few inches of your leg, itself. After missing a couple days of work without a phone call, Katrina was either sent or she took it upon herself to check on him. In his condition there was no way he could have answered the door. So instead he answered through it. He feigned sickness, hoping it would drive her off and it worked. If it were any other circumstance, Marshall would have liked nothing more than to invite her in and fuck her until she couldn’t walk. But any feelings or fantasies he held for her were long gone. He could. The guard actually smiled then.“Big improvement on the normal ugly fat cow you bring,” he remarked. “The bids for fucking her after will go through the roof. If I had the cash I’d place a bid myself.”“Any more talk like that and you won’t have a job,” warned Dan.“And you remember I’m your father,” the guard shot back, “and it was me that got you your job.”He tapped a number into the remote he was holding and the tall iron gates opened between formidable 12 ft high brick walls and the limo drove. ”After a few more minutes he left to make tea and I took the opportunity to run to the bathroom unseen, where I masturbated in the hope of losing my erection. I lasted mere minutes showing the state of arousal I was in. I even managed to return to the sofa before he came back with the drinks. He left the steaming tea on the carpet by the sofa and returned to the chair. The shirt had righted itself and now I could see only the sides and top of his chest. A good deal of thigh remained visible.