So there I was. As good as new, at least by appearance, much like a trash car dollied up for a quick sale by a sharp operator.I submerged myself compl...tely — and thrashed about like a speared pike. Recovery was very slow this time round, but it didn't take me long to realise my mistake. Apart from the debilitating tinnitus I had long ago lost part of my hearing, my eyesight never was up to scratch, tear ducts had shrivelled, sinuses become worn; some unspecified malfunction of the thyroid. She wants you to be more humiliated. That's what she's selling." Marla said, a pleading look in her eyes."All this to make me a good little cocksucker and she wants me to feel humiliation. All I can feel is the dope. And that's all I care about. Ok, I'll do more whining. How convincing can it be with these fucking hooters they gave me?" Jill said wearily.Marla led him out to the studio area. The show would begin soon.___________________________________________________________________Chapter 5:. Considering how badly I want her, this wasn't easy for me to do. I'd sooner tell her to drop the bum and get together with me.One night Lori and I were out drinking with some friends and she pulled me aside and asked me if the opportunity arose, would I sleep with her. Keeping with our policy of being totally honest with each other, I told her that I'd kill to have sex with her but that I don't think I could do it because she's married and I value our friendship too much. However, I did make it. A hot bitch like her can get any man she wants. Why would she give blowjobs to an old fat guy and his servant? She has to be one of those high class whores….25,000 rupees a night types.” “Maybe. But then if she was a whore, why didn’t she actually fuck anyone? All we saw was oral sex.” Rahul countered. “Maybe she didn’t fuck them on camera.” the guy said. By now my head was spinning. “Guys, I’ve got to go.” I said and walked out of the conference room. It had been almost three weeks since.