"The lovely Sarah said the same." I feel cured." Me too." I should go."Wiggling, she felt his tumescence. "Must you?" I mean to piss." You first. Then...me. Then shower. Then..." Together?" Okay," she smiled and kissed him."Then breakfast," Nils smiled. "Melissa insisted I call down for room service but I don't want to impose." I heard the Dutch are cheap." We are." A very rich company is paying for it." Of course."They smiled and chuckled. "I better get up," he said. With a kiss she rolled off. I had some real problems with being considered an agent of destiny. Especially when every Shar I spoke to tended to capitalize the phrase. Of course the fact that I was really only speaking to one mind, no matter who I was speaking to, did mean it was really a viewpoint of one, not many, but the one was the Shar. I was a McKesson. I was supposed to be comfortalbe with the touch of Destiny's handWe left the city on the side of the cavern, again riding the smoothly silent ship/creature that had. . what ever it was I like it. You can welcome me home like that anytime."I smiled to my self as I thought about nearly fucking two of his friends... if Bill knew that, would he still approve? I wondered.The day after he got back Bill suggested the four of us go on another photo shoot. It was soon a done deal after Bill called Pete and Wayne and we snuggled down to sleep. Except I couldn't get my mind off of Pete and Wayne. Should I, which one, both? As I thought about it I got incredibly horny. I realized that I was indeed a faggot slut and that him making me say that out load was confirming what was true in my core."I'm A SLUT" I shouted, "I'm a SLUTTY, FAGGOT WHORE". "Oh that's a good boy", he said. "It's good to know what you are isn't it?" he asked rhetorically. "Now that we know what you are, you're going to show me all reasons that make you what you are right?" "Yes Sir" I replied. He then grabbed my ass and spread it wide as he pumped his cock in and out for a few minutes..