I think I'mgoing insane, like really insane. I can't stop thinking about sex, beingdesired, being dirty, that fantasy that guys have. The slutty pin...p whoa guy can actually fuck. I'm attainable, so willing to give it up. Why?Why am I so easy? I like to think of myself as a sexual being, on aneven playing field with a man. I like sex so I have it. Is thereanything deeper? Am I not good enough looking? Am I trying to fill avoid caused by my own narcissism?Let me take stock. I am 30. .. kidnapping and abduction is.... highest in the entire continent. In paradise city, it’s really easy to disappear. It’s even easier to get bondage tools, latex, masks, anything you need to grab someone off the street and make them your new plaything. That may sound bad... and we’ll be honest, it’s not great. But think of it as a new adventure maybe? Chances are, the people who disappear are so horny and worked up they’re more than happy to be someone’s sexual toy. Speaking of sexual toys,. As my limo turned toward the East River on Fourth Street I saw that there would be abundant young people to choose from and that, in this part of town at least, the working gals and guys were blatantly displaying their bodies and the services that might be had.Prostitution was entirely legal in Capitallia; in fact the government encouraged it. It was considered good public policy that there should be an abundance of interesting sexual experiences available to match the lusty needs of middle. As I opened it I felt the need to piss. I sat the beer down and headed to the bathroom down the hall. I had to lean forward in order to piss with a hard dick. When I returned to my spot but I couldn't see them. I glanced around looking for them. Damn it I thought where are they? I was being a super spy and I tip toed around inside the deck checking out all I could. Shit I said to myself. Where are they? I eased the screen door opened and stepped down onto the sidewalk that leads to the pool. I.