He just knew that I was not part of his team. It wouldn't have mattered who they sent, since I wasn't part of anyone's team.By the time that the sun w...nt down and dead dark descended, I had shot and most likely killed five men. It wasn't a sense of accomplishment which I felt. It was more a sense that I was chipping away at the mess I found myself trapped inside. If we chipped enough pieces away it would at least crack, if not shatter completely.In a few moments, for the first time, I was going. He agreed. Then I laid down on the bed and opened belt of my jeans. He then started unbuttoning my pant. I was so damn nervous. He removed my pant and started cupping my dick over the underwear. I wasn’t hard yet. Then he removed my underwear. Now my dick was fully visible to him. He was the first guy in my life to check my dick. He started playing with it. He started moving my foreskin up and down. He masturbated my dick for few minutes. My dick wasn’t getting hard yet. Then he took my dick in. The door opened and I looked up from my computer. Brad stood there, and everything else vanished. “So Leah, your dad’s got you working for him eh?” I blushed and chided myself, “Yeah it’s a great way to earn some cash.” He flashed me that brilliant grin and looked at my computer. Uh oh. I was browsing through lingerie. “Ah…I can explain. I was just um taking a break,” I muttered. “Leah, I’d prefer you keep your mind on the task at hand.” And with that, he turned and strode down the hallway. I. I got so fucking dizzy, I thought I would pass out. Once again, the sink came in handy as I leaned against it. Now that I am facing him, I get the live view of his dick sticking out of his pants. Its soft @ 6 inches. I found myself wanting to be on my knees in front of him. I closed my eyes… wrong… dizzy again. I rushed into the last stall and just sat on the toilet lid trying to clear my head. I can hear him peeing. I peak thru the crack in the door just as he flushes & walks over to the sink.