He further said that after he ate he was going to play a little blackjack. He asked if anyone wanted to keep him company.Tom said that he was going to...the buffet that was featuring King Crab. Tom wondered if anyone wanted to go with him.Jan was no dummy and saw that Bev and she were being split up and maybe that wasn't bad. She thought Bob was a good-looking guy and he was tall. This could be a blessing because more times than not she was taller than the guys who asked her out. She had to watch. “I love how b**stly you are!”“You do, baby?”“Yes, sir!”Trent kissed the twink. “I love yo’ skinny ass self. And all this booty,” he squeezed the cherry-shaped cheeks. “You got me over here being gay as fuck with you. Let’s smoke real quick boo!”Trent blazed up the joint. He inhaled deeply three times before passing it to De’Shane. He stared at the dark chocolate femboi and commanded, “Play with yo’ pussy stick!” “What,” questioned De’Shane.“You heard me, sissy! Play with that 35-inch. I’m not sure we actually need to do anything except what we’re doing - get our next release out. It’s new customers that might be an issue.”“Do we know how big they are?” Barbara asked.Cindi answered, “As best as Julia and I can tell, they have two programmers, one phone support person, and one sales person. They are a really small shop, which is how they can keep their price so low and stay in business.”“That should be a selling point for us,” Dave said. “With a larger staff, we can provide. Women scratching her flesh, men squeezing her hard. A hand crashes into the side of her face and she stumbles… falls. As a mass of feet and circle about her body, her soul dives inward: a fragile bird retreating to the safety within. Darkness overcomes her… * * * * * Sore eyes flutter… she is aware of cool silk lying over her, under her. A soft embroidered pillow cradles her head. She stirs slightly, turning onto her back, and immediately cries out as a searing pain stabs through her arm. Her.