. I don't have a lot of experience with wine," you say with anapologetic smile. "Cocoa sounds pretty great though," you admit, taking yourhands out of...the warm soapy water. Your fake nails still a vivid blue andalmond shape, to lengthen your fingers. "I'm such a square," you add with agiggle, turning your head to look at Melanie beside you."I kinda want cocoa too," she says. "So I guess we're both squares. Whydon't you go get changed and I'll make cocoa and we can just chill out downhere?"You. He peeks shyly from beneath the fabric. "Thanks."I study him, trying to memorize the sight of his nude body. His hair is astreaky blond and spiky with sweat. His face is grizzled with a two daygrowth of beard. From the triangular thicket of his dusty blond pubes alimp, uncut penis hangs lazily along the bulging muscles of his innerthigh. His stomach is girded with overlapping, rippling muscles. Hischest is forms another triangle, almost twice as wide at his shoulders asat his abdomen. His. Hans having left the study sneaked in the other direction towards the summer room, he very slowly and quietly opened the door enough to peer through, the sight that greeted him almost knocked him onto his back side. There in full view was two blonde goddesses knelt either side a big black man with an enormous cock which they were rubbing their nipples with, Hans developed a very rapid erection and decided this was far more entertaining than a stuffy business meeting, he leant against the door. ”“Hey Master Carl, it has been a while.” Randy pushed the hoist aside and reached out to shake his guest’s hand. “How is Lord Blackmon?”“He is recovering and making progress every day.” Carl nodded to the line of concrete cylinders along the wall, “What are those?”“It is amazing how simple things can be re-tasked. They are concrete culverts mounted upright to convert them into isolation cells. Terror does not cause marks or bruises. Mixing it with a measured amount of pain allows us to reshape.