With you, it's different.You're fighting it, the male side in you is not giving up, but believeme, Frankie, he's going to lose. The female in you will...win." It won't," I said."Just look at how far you've come," she said. When you first came to theclub, you were appalled and disgusted by us. I could see that. But alsointrigued. You wanted to know how it felt. Because, underneath it all,you knew you were one of us. We could all see that. That's why we gaveyou the job. The customers love it. They. He instructed her in no uncertain terms how he wanted her to address his pole. She wasn’t a fan of oral sex but she was certainly performing like a highly paid professional now and he was deeper in her mouth than any other man had ever been and much, much further than her husband, who was looking on in astonishment and wondering why she had not performed anything like this for him.And the boss whilst enjoying free use of her mouth, even making her gag from time to time, repeated more than once. We saw him leaning on his car. He knoded and got in and started slowly driving toward the motel. I remember thinking I should just turn the other way and leave but for some reason I just couldn't. I followed his car into the motel parking lot. He got out and went inside. In five minutes he came out and walked to my wife's side of our car. My wife rolled down her window and he handed her a key card. We are in twelve o two he said. My wife opened her door and got out, she told me to go park then. He was not a wimp, just a streetwise Italian thug, who had graduated from the mean streets and poverty of Naples to the mercenary ranks of several African, Asian, and South American armies. His was not a "sales" company at all in the normal sense, but rather a private military company, which contracted its expert soldiers at high rates for their professional services.Giacomo could easily have broken Adrienne in half, like her French fellow citizen Rene would have liked to do, but he refrained,.