"Like I might melt."Her heart started to beat harder.Behind the blindfold her eyes longed to see his masculine frame standing before her. She wanted h...m to smile and be pleased with her. His hands continued to caress her bound body while she squirmed under his touch. Her lips longed to feel his cock between them and her pallet craved the taste of his warm cum."Master, may I ask for something?" Do you feel you've earned the right to ask for something?" No Sir, I don't." Then, why would you ask?". Don't be such a wuss. This is something we do to make a buck on these jobs. Come on, the buyer of this place probably has money coming out his eyeballs and couldn't care less if we make a buck."The architect was adamant about the bunker connections. She didn't know I was there and within hearing distance, when she said, "You're a thief to do this and I will report you. You can leave anytime you want but you won't be paid for your bunkers. Pull them and ship them back to the mainland. I'll find. We'll try to find more on the band, the label, and their project and it will be interesting to see if the end product meets up the hype that was being thrown around town last year.The section then went on to list all the major studios in town and what acts were recording there. It was apparently business as usual for the magazine. He took the magazine to Tony, who was in the control room; he just looked at it and shrugged. There was no secret about them recording an album and he guessed it was. I just don't know what else he does with them. It isn't fair. Gabe heads back inside. He's retrieving the tent. I'll have to set it up. I know he'll be watching me. He'll be watching me because he knows I'll fail, another thing to add to the list of things I'm not yet good at. Never before have I ever had the need to set up my own tent. Me and Bubby always shared one on camping trips. He set it up. Then we'd fuck inside it, sleep together... we'd do everything together.... There was no being.