Love your fucking ass, and it loves me back. Hey! Are you jerking off down there? I told you very specifically that you are my bitch and that you are ...ot allowed to do that without my permission." Nnng sorry Keith, I want to be a good boyfriend for you but when you fuck me, I just lose my mind and my sex drive takes over!" Your cock is a false idol, boy, getting fucked is what you love most." Keith pushed his pet down and then flipped him over. "I’m going to fuck you on your back like a girl so. ” He ignored my refusal to talk. “I know how you want to be a popular kid, and more attractive. I can help you with that.”I looked at him curiously, but I was skeptical about his claim. That's when he handed me an ornate glass vial filled with a purple liquid. “If you drink this tonight, in the morning you will be beautiful and popular. Hell, every guy will want you!”“How? What's the catch?” For some reason I was believing what he said.“Well... there is a side effect. But you have to drink it. Jackson's office, he heard a voice shout. "DEAN, GET IN HERE!" Dean thought to himself 'oh shit!' he'd nearly got away from him, oh so close! Walked back and opened the door to the office. "Yes Mr. Jackson, can I help you with anything?" "Did you hear any of that?" his boss asked him with an angry look on his face. "Sorry Mr. Jackson, hear what?" "That guy is a director of that bloody show that's filming nearby! They want our best rooms for their so called celeb's!" Dean had a little be of a. "I don't think this is a subject for a conversation over the phone. You did know I am in a court battle with the federal government, now? You know that they are in violation of certain of my rights? Do you think that they might be listening to this phone call, not because I am guilty of anything, but just because they can?" I pounded that point home.It was too late, though. She had already informed the feds she thought I had done it... if they were listening... and I wouldn't put it past.