Elder Land stared up at his ceiling all night. His companion has been asleep, long mellowed by the mundanity of their day. However, Elder Land was stuck contemplating what had he’d learned.
After his invasive meeting with President Faust-a meeting in that he was harshly fondled and milked-the old man told him of a covert organization known only as The Purchase.
Elder Land was barely able to catch his breath out of his exhaustive climax and couldn’t even stop looking at his load as Faust chose a cloth and wiped it out of his hand. Between his heavy breaths and heart beats, he whined how he was being encouraged to become inducted and strove for his worth and as President Faust clarified the secret company.