"Brock glanced at Jim LaCross for a clue but got nothing in return."Some people are saying that what happened in October has left you wanting to leave...Los Angeles," Steve began."You can tell 'some people' they should keep their damned mouths shut if they don't know what they're talking about," Brock cut in quickly. "I've never said that and I've never felt that way. I like it here."He saw a look of relief cross his manager's face."I'm glad to hear that," Steve said. "I really am. I would. At first, Jamie couldn't believe his eyes…it was almost as if he were still dreaming. He just lay there, speechless, disbelieving, unable to move.The black man was tall, lean, but obviously strongly built under the shiny leather jacket. He moved swiftly into the room, the knife in his left hand held just behind his thigh, as if not wanting Jamie to see it."Oh please, oh…" Jamie finally managed.The intruder worked quickly, flipping Jamie over, and tying the sissy's hands behind his back with a. She unpacked the one-piece swimsuit she had packed and tossed it on the bed. She went to the bottom drawer of her dresser where she kept clothing that she bought and has never worn. She reached in and took out the bikini she bought two years ago.As she was removing the price tags Michael came in the bedroom, “I think I know why they invited you.”Claire turned to Michael and grinned, “I think I know too, Penny and Ruth are planning something.” Claire held up the bikini and asked, “What do you. 'I'm fucking your big dick'. She had no idea what happened before I stood up, her wrapped her sweaty leather booted legs around my back & I thrust my cock into her like no tomorrow. Her pussy was falling apart as the mere idea of not having to stop. She screamed. Over & over & over again. It was blissful. She was finally getting her just deserts & had no way of getting off my cock. Then I lifted her off midway through her scream with pleasure, threw her on the bed & thrust my cock inside her.