Thank God you will be present so at least I have something to focus on if I can't get it up," I said jokingly.Karen smiled. "Okay. Since it is her bir...hday this weekend, we will be at my parent's place anyway. We'll take her aside, discuss terms. I think it would be best if you fucked her here, instead of there. That way we won't get caught." Good thinking. We'll figure out how to handle the digital copies thing later."So it was agreed.That weekend Karen and I went to her parent's place. It was. In all quarters the painful dearth of inspiration made itself felt. Marvelous human spirit, so championed by philosophers & holy men alike down with a fatal case of writer’s block, after a handful of millennia overdrawn at the bank in regards to light bulb moments. Every possible variation on every single theme & still no denying that the human reputation had been grossly over estimated. All the great books written, all the glorious operas sung, all the wonderful dreams dreamt, There was no. Just then his phone rang. It was Silvia, “Dave we have a problem!” Echoed in his ear. “I’ve just had a call from Anne, she got a tummy bug and is vomiting and going from the other end as well. No way is she going to be able to do the gig tonight. And she is too scared to phone you.”“Fuck! Silvia, what can we do? I can’t afford this evening to go wrong, it’s very important to us. I told you who the client is.”Silvia replied, “I’ll get on the phone and find you someone, I’ll call you back. He kept fucking me ever so slowly and the passion was immense. I was beginning to curse and swear and eventually got to the point where I lost all control and sank to the filthy stinking floor. He kept his cock in me and I straightened myself up against the partition with my head alongside the wc bowl. I was telling him to fuck me hard, ram his cock up me as hard as he could, shouting fuck, shit, omg. Now the partition had a gap at floor level of about 9 inches and I remember pushing my leg.