I called Sally to let her know I was coming, she seemed pleased. I appreciated that she didn’t ask any questions. Sally was still at work when I got...to the house, I walked upstairs to the loft. I looked around, it was untouched, just the way I left it. Sally was using the downstairs guest room. I stretched out on the bed, familiar, comfortable. I slept for several hours. It was dark when I woke up, I went out on the upstairs deck and looked out over the valley to the West. A few lights from. "My heart was pounding. As I stood there, hunkering in a doorway in a deserted industrial area, I knew that any minute a police car could come by. A group of assholes looking to make trouble. Or a maniac. "Waiting sweety." Mistress said.My heart was beating. "You need a little incentive? Want me to go into this bar across the street and TELL the horny guys exactly where you are? And that you are giving out free blowjobs? That you like it rough? Will THAT help you make a decision?"I was screwed.. Being interrupted was rather exciting. “Oh, that’s it, I’m going to come,” I moan, by way of warning, in case he doesn’t want my stuff in his mouth. Harry lets my prick slip out but continues to pump away at the shaft. “Yes, yes, that’s it,” I gasp. Then it happens, and I shoot my load. The first spurt splashes onto Harry’s nice white shirt, but he directs the rest of it down my thigh, thin translucent ropes of liquid. My ejaculate is usually quite thin, but there’s always lots of it, and it. I have met some amazing people. But this business grinds people up and spits them out. I saw more drugs being used this weekend than I've seen in my life. And believe me, this time last year I saw a lot of drugs. But it was only pot. I saw people doing things that I have no idea what they were doing. The sad part was that it was right out in the open and nobody cared."I'm scared that I'll lose what makes me, me. Tell me, when did I ever care what I wore or what my hair looked like?"Tami shook.