Living a well off life alone; I had been a regular customer here at this business and never ever gave a thought to the fact that there was something s...ecial or different about the clientele here. I think there was something more special about me because I always showed up here relatively much late when most of the ladies and the gentlemen had left. I mostly tried to sit in one of the small booths with only 2 seats, ordered my favorite scotch; stretched my legs on the other seat to make sure. Over time I became used to being used by the three of them. Some times they were rough and cruel,and sometimes they were kind and sweet. I found out that it was after some of their escapades had went wrong that they were rough and cruel, attacking me viciously and savagely. When everything went well, they would look for some one to have wild sex to celebrate. The three of them had been in juvenile detention more than once and had found out how to take sexual gratification from other males. Again, she looked at him oddly and shrugged.She turned to a sink and bent over turning on the faucet and quickly washing her hands. As she shut it off and stood to fix her hair and makeup, she caught the man staring at her bared, panty-less ass exposed by the raising of her skirt."Do you stare at every woman who comes in here?" She asked in a sarcastic tone. "Like what you see?" Well madam," He replied in a very proper tone, almost English but not quite, "since you are the very first woman to. It was almost twice the size of hers and she also had a very firm hand. “Rose!”“I see you met Celia.”“Huh?”As she sat, she pointed to the window seat. Rose had almost completely forgotten her. When she turned suddenly and saw a grinning lady.“It’s okay, she affects everyone that way. I’m Celia, by the way.”Rose stuttered again, this time an apology.“It really is okay. Even if I was sitting in your lap, she would still disconnect your brain by just standing there. I mean look at her!”Rose.