It's just a job, and I'm just a mercenary. But this situation isn't quite so simple. First ? and this will sound crazy ? but the girls at Leo's signed...up for it. They know what's going on and they not only strip and get up on that stage anyway, but most come back again and again. Second, I don't think I have to tell you that my tools can do a lot of damage. I don't even want to think about letting a roomful of Leo's yahoo clients get their hands on one of these whips to use on some poor girl. The meeting was to be at 8 oclock, and she planned to be home by 11 00 with a fresh fucked, cum filled pussy, and a load in her stomach! At 8:15 I got a text from Stacey saying they had a few drinks at the bar and were headed up to the room. My imagination ran wild causing me to nearly cum in my pants before I could get my cock out and jerk off!About two hours later the phone rang, and it was Stacey. Upon hearing her voice I could tell things had went well. She was obviously in a very happy. He was didn’t want to admit it but all the kids around him made fun of his poor attempts at being cool or popular. Mitchell, although being a nerd, was suffering from bad grades in his classes, nothing seemed to go right for him. When Mitchell was home he would sit at his computer and code machines and video games but Mitchell would spend most of his time, watching porn, helplessly jerking his unfortunately small penis. He was aware of his small, barley 3 inch penis and was glad no girl had. There was no need for the slap.”“No, but it almost felt good.”“What is that supposed to mean?”“I don’t mean to be a bitch, but since Gran has been in the hospital, you have been ignoring everybody, not just your girlfriends.”As she tells me this, it hits me, just how much I have closed myself off. I pull her in for a hug and tell her, “I’m sorry. I’m used to being alone. I have never lost anybody I cared about before because I had nobody to care about. I forgot to take you girls into.