After all when I first got here Iwanted to escape too. I didn't want wear theses clothes and I especiallydidn't want to suck a man's cock, but now I'm...starting to like it. It'salmost becoming second nature to me. Like, I really look forward togetting a man inside me," Mike responded."Oh me too, it's a shame I have to wait three more weeks for it though.Anyway I noticed when they were taking that guy away he was checking youout," Jackie teasesd. "Really well if he thinks I look good now just. Seperates me from them. Takes familiarity, humanity, out of equation. Easier to drop Whorehopper off overpass than Paul Jenkins. Easier to break Dope-Pusher’s neck than John Smith’s. Body’s name is Thomas Coffee. Sixteen years old. Blue eyes. Black hair. Driver’s license expires two days short of one year from now. Means Body… Thomas… means Thomas got driver’s license Tuesday. Address, Social, height, weight… and picture of open eyed smiling Thomas. Should stop there. Quiet part tells me to. I looked at her quizzically. "You know, when yougot your ears pierced?" I heaved a sigh of relief and noticed that none ofmy luncheon companions had pierced ears. "It didn't really hurt," I explained. "It just stung for a moment and wasall over before I knew what had happened," I said Then she asked a more difficult question. One that I had no answer for andnot wanting to appear a total bubblebrain I thought as quickly as I couldfor the answer to her inquiry, "Why did you get it done, John?". When that did not bring tears you smack me again until I cry.“Stop crying” you say, “slide up against the pillows”. I feel your hard cock against my face as you straddle me and move close. As it catches in my hair, you push your balls against my mouth, my hair becoming tangled over your hardness. You turn my head and push your cock into my ear. It feels wet as you drag the tip over my cheek and across my lips. I feel your hand quickly grabbing my neck, cupping my face and squeezing, my jaw.