“Ahh fuckk baby god…mmm” he moaned, slightly losing his balance, “shit I’m gonna cum easy.”My arms scratched into the table, knocking card... off onto the floor, feeling him pump quickly in and out of me, knowing he was making me bleed. I couldn’t see because of my tears, and could barely breathe because of Brandon’s hand over my face.Even feeling weak from the lack of oxygen, I began to struggle pointlessly clenching down on him accidentally, causing me to cry out and a cry of pleasure from him.. I brought you here and did the same for you so..." You can do that?" Well, I did it, so I guess I can," I answered. "I think it's because we're together so I already know where you are." Oh, yeah, sorry. So when we go back we'll both be awake. Damn, this is incredible. But we're going to have to be careful. One slip and we're screwed. Wait, you said something about it being staged, what did you mean?" I mean, I think we're here, there, whatever, in the park, specifically for the purpose of me. There were more women than men that night, more by one, me. I was an unexpected inclusion, and as all the ladies were double my age I spent an evening lidtening to their worldly-wise advise, non of them suspecting that this little young girl was starting to have the hots for their men. I was having my first tastes of wine, both red and white, and a few cocktails, slipped to me by some of the men so by the end of the evening I was putty in whoevers hands were on me at the time. Yes I was being. The need seldom goes away. If someone provides a better service and steals a customer, I'll just have to improve so it doesn't happen again. Otherwise, my assumption is that they will keep coming back as long as they are around here." Roger stopped coming," Bud pointed out."If they stop because the need goes away, maybe it's because I did a good job. I have to feel good about that," Gloria insisted. "I'm still a psychologist at heart." She went on to describe what Slave Gem's sessions were.