“I’m not,” I said standing. “Wow, look at you. Have you been touching yourself without me?” she said indicating my half hard manhood. “No,...just being here with you, looking at you, you excite me.” “Well, won’t that be great during the reading.” “It's only natural. I would expect that the ladies will be wet too if my story’s any good.” “Really?” “Why not,” I replied. “In fact, I think we should encourage everyone, sometime during the reading, to touch themselves if they want. I mean, that’s kind. To this day I can’t explain why, but I just couldn’t cum. I watched intently as Jeff shot his load into her ass then Mario came in her hand and all over her back. Finally Paul unleashed a torrent in her pussy and then Kevin grunted and spewed his load onto the side of Tina’s face. But I couldn’t cum no matter how hard Tina sucked. We all got a huge round of applause from the other five when we were finally finished. “That’s it fellows. This cunt is worn out.” Tina announced while trying to get. I knocked lightly on his door and it opened very quickly. There he was, the guy from the profile picture. He had on a pair of tight jeans, and a button up shirt that was mostly open. He smiled and welcomed me into his room. He pressed his finger to his lips and said "SHhhhh, we have to be quiet."He explained that he was there on business, and that co-workers were in the rooms on either side of us. From this poing on, everything we said was a whisper.He turned the TV on with the volume set. "The imagery is just all wrong. Some things just shouldn't smile, you know? It's like circus clowns." Circus clowns shouldn't smile?" No, no. But you know how clowns can creep people out, sometimes? Just by being what they are -- clowns? ... It's like that. Smiling penises seem just naturally kind of threatening. Sinister ... Like smiling snakes." Well, the nicest thing about it, Daddy's Little Helper, there, does most of his best smiling when you can't see it -- when he's inside his lair,.