When I start to gag, John eases back a bit, he don't force the issue, though the mood I'm in I don't think I'd mind if he did. It's going be a quickie... I want to come something rotten. Kate feels me starting to let go, and twists her fist right up there, I'm taking a fair bit more of her these days, and it feels like she's reaching for me heart. I feel John's cock thicken, and taste his pre-cum on me tongue. Just in time I pull back so that he doesn't choke me when he shoots, and it all happens. A name plate on the large desk said "ALLISON". The woman at the desk told the escorts they could leave Catherine and Jay with her, and to lock the door to the corridor.Miss Allison, a dark haired woman in her mid thirties, was dressed in a white blouse and a grey skirt. The tone of her voice was crisply efficient, and her face seemed attractively sculptured."So this is a male from the other reform school. Listen, Jay, things are quite different here. That's why they sent you over here. . I had seen her with her hand raised and I had pointed to her before she spoke. It gave my ego a jolt to know I had the power to silence the masses. I couldn’t help but smile when the ludicrous thought landed on my brain.I admitted that Liz was in negotiations with George Carter to join her team in an “unspecified capacity” but that no deal had been struck or was even imminent.That pushed the questions to Liz’s career plans but I pointed out that for at least five more weeks, Liz couldn’t even. I had been taking one of my several summer trips into the Sawtooth mountains solo, since my girlfriend could not make it this time. I was 26, athletic, with medium length dark hair, and what my friends always described as a cheery expression. A lot of guys had said I was beautiful, but they were usually looking at my tits or ass about that time. I had been blessed with a round, athletic butt, that I liked to shake on the dance floor with friends sometimes, and breasts I was proud to say were.