..I need to cool down some beer." Would you like a cold one now?" I would love one, thanks." Come on, we have a cooler in the room."I turned to follow...him and I entered the room. He walked over and got a beer. There were 2 other men there. I took the beer and thanked him. I asked them where they were from and what they were doing here. They were workers from a town several hundred miles away. I said that it must be a tough life, only getting laid on the weekends when they get home. One guy. ‘Will you help us?’ Grey coughed, ‘I think you mean ‘will I help you more’?’ Miranda gave him a level gaze and he gave her a look of sheer exasperation. ‘Where’s your motor?’ ‘My—’ ‘Your car. Where is your car?’ ‘I don’t have a car.’ ‘You don’t—why not?’ ‘I don’t drive.’ ‘Of course you don’t,’ a puff of smoke, ‘Okay, what about coaches or hacks?’ Another blank look. ‘Bus or Taxi?’ ‘The buses don’t run this late and I don’t have any money for a taxi.’ ‘What, you left your coin purse at your. Did you like watching me fuck your little slut wife?” I watched Liam for his reaction. He smiled weakly and nodded his head in agreement. He looked humiliated. “Okay, James, give me the camera. It’s your turn…”Oh, my. Could I really service another man? Even drunk, I knew I had climaxed a couple of times. Could I still perform? I felt my head being lifted up. I opened my eyes to see James offering me a shot glass of Blackbush. “Here, sweetie,” he smiled, “you need this”. I accepted the glass on. There was a stream that is more like a river (you could swim and fish in it), grottos, groves of fruit trees that had fruit year-round, and more outdoor fireplaces than you can count. There were amazing sex parties here, and it was all just the way he wanted it. Everybody understood the message of that place: ?I am large and in charge.?Palace isn’t even a big enough way to describe it.It was a temple.Papi had these guys who worked for him. They were known as ?The Gospel?, which was a bad joke.