I don't think... I shouldn't," before she cut me off.Squeezing my cock firmly, she insisted, "The customer is always right, right? So unless you're g...y, I expect that you'll enjoy servicing me the way I want. Especially with the tip you'll receive if you do it to my satisfaction."Two words of her rant hit me square in the face. The first was 'gay,' and the second was 'tip.' If she found out that I was gay, then my parents and the rest of the town would know before I even finished this mulch. Amazonian’s are incredibly strong and pulling a Scarlet Trooper out of her saddle is something they are known for, each Trooper was pinned to the ground desperately struggling to get free, but before we could help four more Amazonian warriors came from nowhere and attacked, Trooper Linzi screamed as she was wrenched from her mount and thrown to the ground, the other Troopers tried valiantly to stay in their saddles but were soon unseated by their assailants, my attacker a huge muscle bound. Sure, I have a bit of a gut but it could be worse, I could be 400 pounds! Anyway, as my mind wandered, my drink getting lower and lower as I idly sip it dry, suddenly a rather handsome man, and boy was he a man, sat next to me and whispered into my ear, “Is this seat taken?”That sent chills down my spine, really good chills. It took me a moment before I smiled back at him and chuckled, “It is now.” I turned to look at him more closely and I was almost blown away. Dark tanned skin, chiseled jaw,. I kept reminding myself of the Valentine's Day and Easter incidents and my promise to myself to avoid a repeat.Sally handed me the towel."Did I get all of the wet spots, Mr. Marcus?" Sally asked, spinning around and bending over slightly. By dragging the towel back and forth, Sally had displaced the crotch material of her shorts. Even in the dim parking lot lighting, I could see part of her pussy exposed. "I think I have a wet spot. Could you get it for me?"I wadded up the towel and passed it.