I guess someday I’ll have to give it a shot.”“Why not give your guru a call? What’s her name?”“Michelle?“ He shuddered. “No way in hel.... She ... does things. Terrible things.”“Aw, Luke,” she said, reaching between them to fondle his involuntarily retracting testicles. “Afraid of suffering real blue balls?”“Among many, many other things.”“Why not Irina, then? I promise you she’s good, and she’s probably not going to grind a stiletto heel into your nuts. Though she does own some...”“Would you. "I think mom will either drive us home or rent us a room so why not. I'll drink to that," I said even though her bar whiskey was a far cry from my Green dragon. I had finally exhausted all my stashed dragon. I had just a couple of fifths left at the house, then it was completely gone. I supposed I could find the things locally to put together a still, but it wouldn't be the same.Even so after the first couple of drinks it all tasted the same. The effect wasn't as mellow but I was pretty much. The high heels they were forced to wear didn?t exactly give them the fastest running ability. It actually wasn?t the shoes so much as the feet they housed. The severe arches made an un-feminine walk impossible.They all walked inside the suite and to what had been aptly named the ?KuKloset?. A room full of lots of bizarre sex toys, outfits, pornos and books on sex. It was an expanded version of Alan?s own closet at home. Daisy scrounged in the strap-on boxes for a belt that would fit Alan?s. I went to my hotel room door and cracked it, turning the deadbolt so it blocked the door from closing again. Then I went back to the bed and assumed the requested position. I used my scarf as a blindfold. I tied it tightly so as to not let any light in. I hoped he liked the way I looked. Black and purple corset, black thigh-high hose, and black fuck me heels. On my hands and knees, back slightly arched, ass high and ready for dick.I heard the door open and then close. He was quiet as he came.