So these are the kind of guys you have to fuck and suck and blow and eat ass with. Not the most attractive kind of men, from my perspective. Some of t...ose guys are mean and twisted, too. I whored for six months. I met plenty of nice old grampy guys who just wanted to be blown or fucked real good before they died, and some mean creepy religious ones, too. Some guys wanted me to poop on them, or even more disgusting shit than that. I heard what you said about poopy stuff, and I'm right with you. "We go first ride together tomorrow." Li-An promised. "Worst over now."She left me kneeling, a guard pulled my shorts and boots off, offered me a drink, and then they left me for hours.I was physically sick, I shook, I was sweating yet freezing, Li-An came later and fed me lumps of meat, and sickly sticky cola, it was like being a baby again, or somebody's lap dog, or pony.Li-An carefully measured me while I continued to kneel, and the wished me goodnight as the tropical night descended and I. Her tail wagged. Her hands slid along her body, drew behind her cheeks, and gripped them. As she spread herself, she curled up her tail, exposing the frothing center of her sex, and the tight pink button of her anus. She looked back with eyes full of need, their hue now violet with the poison that had taken her. She bit her lip, and whined, rolling her hips slowly behind me, teasing her presented assets. “What do you want me to do to you, April?” I asked, positioning myself behind her. “Fuck. Geez big brother. We’re friends. Good friends.”“Come on. The Chapman bus is leaving, little sister.”Everyone who wanted some took leftovers home. We got the shredded beef ... I love it, between bread or just warmed up on a plate.We got home first. Followed by the ladies. We put all the leftovers in the fridge. Jenn and I went straight to bed -- tomorrow is a big day.We got there an hour early. The entire assemblage of food from the previous night was gone looking like it was never there.Stu was.