Again I jumped with the sting of pain and tried to lessen it bymoving with the swing of his arm. "Damn you learn slow." He said, ashe reached way ba...k to bring the whip lashing across my ass andraising a row of large welts. I knew the next one would be openingthe flesh and so I braced myself to not move when the lash hit me. "Better." He said. Then he came around in front of me and takingmy cock, which during the lashing had actually gotten bigger, in hishand he used it as a handle to. But that hundred dollars buys me more than a jimmy-hat, it buys protection. Now I know I'm safe to run my game in the VIP, and if any agent or cop walks in, Tim turns the lights up and keeps them away for a few more precious seconds. I ask him if my spot's free, and he nods. You don't see or hear any of that take place; you're too busy looking past us into the VIP room, wondering what will happen next. The lights here are lower, the music a little softer. I get you a new whiskey on the rocks. We turn off the water after a while and I wrap a towel around myself before glancing up at him. He stands there with water droplets running down his chest to his amazing v-shaped torso before hitting the towel right around his waist. I look away before I am tempted to make love to him again. I walk to his room and look through his closet before finding a dark t-shirt. I pull it on and walk on over to his kitchen. I can feel Max's eyes watching me; observing every step I take. "Where do you keep. I put my best smile on and walked over to say, “Hi, I’m Paul Taylor. I’m glad you like my car.”“Did you really design and build it yourself?”“Yes, ma’am.” I caught Jeryl and Kelly smiling at me.“And you’re only sixteen?” I nodded. “I bet you have an interesting story to tell,” she said. “How would you like to be on TV?”“I don’t know, I might be a little nervous.”“I’m sure you’ll do fine. Tell me a little more about yourself and then I’ll go chat with my producer and see if we can get you in a.