Before we can go for another round, I get a call from Joel telling me heis waiting downstairs. I take Brandi's hand and we head downstairs.Brandi is ...ervous at the prospect of being discovered and she squeezes myhand tight. We pass through the paparazzi with relative ease and make ourway to the limo. "Who was that?" I hear one of the paparazzi ask another."Probably just some spoiled rich kid and his slut girlfriend," the otherguy replies, "Don't worry about them, we're here for Brandon."We. In what way are you belittling my manhood?" I demanded.She took some exception to my lack of body hair, lack of six-pack (pronounced stomach muscles) and insufficient body tan. My "junk" was barely adequate, but otherwise I was close to perfect. "On second thoughts, your lack of hair down there gives you a certain childlike innocence that I do find rather cute. Aren't you afraid some sleepless cop might find you a little astray from legal requirements?" I could now see her face quite clearly.. When I called Mike and stuttered and stammered until I finally blurted out that I wanted to give it a try. Mike sounded very pleased and told be that he would come over to my house the next day around 4:00. The next day I tried to keep myself busy with housework and grocery shopping but couldn’t get the thought of what might happen out of my head. While in the grocery store my juices were running down my leg. My imagination told me that everyone in the store knew what I was thinking. About. Only the three older maids saw one of the girls sneak out to get a big tray of food from someone who came in via the service elevator. Another girl took two pitchers off into the office part of my suite. From the quick glimpse I saw, only two of the other boys were still here, and both had passed out.The three teenaged boys were finishing their task to get the shit out of the Persian rug when I guided the two drunk girls into the room where Alyssa was sleeping. None of those here watching the.