I am humiliated, confused, and not just a little curious as I will my feet to begin moving. As I get to the bottom step I look up. There you are, sit...ing regally as always, on my mother's front room couch.?I see you already know Madam.? My mother is looking at me to see my reaction to her words.?Yes mother, I do,? I reply. my eyes are locked on yours. You are smiling like a Cheshire cat.?cornerboi, I want you to know I called Madam when a strange phone number appeared on my bill. I had. The Cherokees, like most Indians, didn't go in much for public drinking, except at festivals, so these places were pretty well limited to White visitors, though there were already some permanent White settlers.Anyway, I went into the saloon and ordered a beer after I took my customary look around for trouble. I didn't see anything that looked dangerous, so I drank my beer, not Mexican, unfortunately, while I talked to the bartender. I showed him the pictures of the men I was chasing, and he. He walked past a couple in romantic embrace, and headed for the street.Almost predictably there were no cabs around.Jorge didn't have time to wait. He borrowed a passing car and driver. O'Hare was always such a mess to get to anyway, why wait?Walking this street made Bob uncomfortable.It wasn't the street so much as the people here. He was far more out of place here than he expected. Fear rose inside, coming from the place where he drew himself to when he was not in control.Even the Voice. .two were huge! She sunk to her knees and grabbed the closest one....swallowing it until she gagged.Six hard Cocks surrounded her face as she took turns sucking each one, They pulled her up and started the elevator telling her she was in for a good fucking.They all exited the elevator and headed to their adjoining rooms with Trish carrying her bra and blouse...topless...make up messed up but smiling like a k** in a candy store.An old couple was in the hallway and the old lady covered his.