"I think that is still prostitution, morally if not legally," I said."Probably," he replied.I finished my beer and stood to leave. "Thanks," I said."F...r a blow job I'll give you a meth lab. You don't have to worry, I sure as hell would never tell anyone I was a snitch. I wouldn't have to worry about you giving me up as your snitch either. That's why it's the coin of the realm. Mutual destruction. Think about it."I went back to my room and then to the computer. I looked up lots of things on it. They were delicious.Desserts were pumpkin, apple, and pecan pies. There was a promise of ice cream later, but we were all stuffed and no one could have held any more.Mom supervised the road guys and all the rest of us men while we worked to clean up. Frank and I were given the job of cleaning all of the meat off the turkeys so that we could have sandwiches, turkey soup, and turkey salad. We would have at least one more big turkey dinner out of the leftovers.A lot of people left as the day. It didn't take long for Chrissy to remove Ian's boxers giving me my first look at Ian's lovely cock. I had only seen a few cocks before and never in a full light like this. It was much much larger than any of the boy cocks I had seen.I was circumcised and had a large purple head on it. I could also see a large vein running up along the under side of it. What a beautiful thing that cock was. As I continued to wank Ian's cock, Chrissy was squeezing his hairy balls. Even though it was as hard as a. I took a deep breath, struggling to gather myself. I need to think big. Ideas kindled in my mind.Smiling, I marched towards the agents, settling on the commands I would whisper to them. I stopped at the one holding the struggling Paris. I leaned close to whisper, not wanting Paris to overhear what I spoke. With my lips almost touching his, I hissed softly that Master especially couldn't hear me, “You now serve Justin Sampson. He is your master. Your God. You'll do anything he says. You will.