He raised his glass to me, and said in a conversational voice, but loud enough for the room to hear."You seem to have recovered your good humour. Has ...hat little whore Amy Fairfax resumed giving you galloping lessons?"Silence as heavy as an army greatcoat fell on the room. It was considered extremely bad form to mention a female by name in the Mess. I should have reminded him of that, and then left the room.That way I would have brought him down a peg, without having to challenge him, but the. " I think I was back there once or twice with Cousin Doyce when I was a teenager," Catalina said. "About all I can remember was that it was pretty hilly."Bonnie frowned. "Catalina, what were you doing back there with Doyce?" Making out, of course," Catalina snorted."You were making out with Doyce Smith?" Bonnie asked, the disbelief still evident in her voice."Hell, I was a kid. I didn't know any better," Catalina replied. "We never did anything other than kissy-face and touchy-boobie. "I think... both," I said and cringed, expecting to be struck.Looking directly into my eyes, he said, "You happen to be right. It was fear... my hands around your neck. But it was also the excitement of having a stranger come to the door. A stranger who might take your life, or... take you to places you haven't even dared to dream of."Idiot-like, I could only nod my assent."You're excited by the whole idea, aren't you?"Head down, I nodded again."Stand up. Remove your clothing and clean yourself. You don’t have the male assertiveness or the will power to do so. Next you find you head being pulled towards his crotch. Before you know it, his swelling manhood is being thrust into your slutty lipsticked mouth.This is completely uncharted waters for you - something you were certain you’d never do. The smell of his manhood; the throbbing dick in your mouth - you find it somewhat repulsive, and a few times you nearly choke to the,point of regurgitation. But you know you can’t stop it. And the.