It waspurely a show between to "girls." We gathered up the money at the end,thanked the men, and went on our way. Back to my tower. Back to my roomwhe...e control was released and I repeated my purge process (scrub/shower,puke, cry, etc).Chapter 8:It all came to a head when I attempted my final escape. This would be thestraw that broke my will to fight. I was told I was being rented out fora high dollar fetish performance and that they would continue findingways to break me, if this one didn't. I. He leaned down on the coffeetable exposing his virgin ass. Offering it to him.John didn't respond."Please," Danny begged, "fuck my ass." Fuck your what," John mocked."Fuck my ass," Danny moaned."Fuck your WHAT," John shouted emphasizing the `what'."�my pussy," Danny whispered, hoping that was how John wanted him torespond.Danny waited still bent over, his ass toward John. He clenched his assmuscles over and over remembering the thick cold plug, remembering how itfelt in his ass, remembering. If I go back to Texas and start in with one of those companies, I'll have to climb that ladder of proving myself all over again. And I know what the work's like" I can't guarantee that work with us is going to be much different," I said. "You're a damned good technician, you know, and I try to make sure that you don't have to do the dog work, and this IS a new plant, but what Dan and I might be getting into..." Oh, believe me, I know," Jason said. "I know what those sixty-year old facilities. Everything else on our bodies is the same, and believe me we have gone over each other with a fine tooth comb many times. I remember the first night we hooked up clearly. It was after grad, we were both wasted, eighteen and high on life. We had gone to the school’s safe grad together, gotten fairly drunk under adult supervision, then headed to an after grad party, which left us so smashed we could barely stand up, and clung to each other laughing. There was a boy Kirsten was interested in,.