Neil reached to shake hands with her, but at the last instant before they touched he said, "Is this yours?" and put the disc in her palm as she squint...d in the flashing neon lights to see what it was.Neil pushed the #2 transmit key and Jen went blank still peering down at her palm."Candy put that disc on the back of her neck."Candy snatched the disc from Jen's hand and peeled off the protective paper and quickly placed the transducer under Jens hair and on her neck."Jen from now on, act. .. will be home soon. Thanks anyway.” Fuck Sonia? Pussy and ass? Holy shit!Real people just don’t do this shit.I guess I’m not in Kansas—er ... Nebraska—anymore.I was an automaton. I went to the kitchen and took food out of the refrigerator and ate it. I don’t know what it was. I drank a large bottle of water. I went into the bathroom and completely filled the tub and turned on the jets as high as I could get them. I threw up in the toilet before I got in the tub. So much for food. The thought. Had he not been born filthy rich, he would have made a superb gossip columnist. ‘Delicately put, as usual, ‘ I said, ‘ but it’s good to hear your voice.’ ‘What’s even better, ‘ he counted, ‘ is to hear that your Marcel Marceau has finally taken a walk. ‘ ‘It’s a bit more complicated than that, ‘ I shot back. ‘Well, don’t snap at me, ‘ He said. ‘ I’m only trying to provide you with a little information.’ ‘What are you talking about?’ I heard him sigh on the other end. ‘ There’s a screening. My cock waved in front of me like a tree branch as I tried to stop what was about to happen to me. The men each took a seat to watch.I was positioned over the desk with my cock hovering over the blotter and my ass projecting lewdly behind me, slick with lubricant, ready for penetration.The show was about to begin.Jim stood behind me and began tapping my ass. He had done the same thing in Atlanta, but not, I had assumed, for an audience."Watch this," he said, "This little bitch gets real horny.