The shaft was not contributing much to his physical pleasure, but the feeling of being manhandled by this total stranger was exhilarating, as though h...s dick belonged to the man. He felt like he'd slipped into one of his sexual fantasies, although they had never included adults until now.The bobbing head and pumping fist were joined by another performer. The man's tongue was making a reprieve but this time it was doing a different dance. Instead of licking, it flickered lightly, the tip. Most guys probably don’t even know it’s there, you’d have to walk all the way to the end of the lockers and then turn right to find this little dead end.I made a mental note of it, immediately got rock hard thinking about some of the guys it could be, and decided this would go no further. By that I mean no one else would know about it.I waited until the end of the shift and headed in there before the cleaners started, and there it was, a big splash of cum across the floor. I cleaned it up, not. If that didn?t clear my writers block then I may as well hangup my pen!I also had to ask myself why I wasn?t just dismissing this. A lot of menwould. There was a curiosity there that I couldn?t quite explain. Whatwould it feel like?That night at home I got into bed at around 11pm. I?d received a textfrom Davis a few hours earlier that I was yet to respond to. It simplysaid ?WELL???DO IT. NO MENTAL CHANGES THOUGH REMEMBER?? I replied. I?d take the bodybut I didn?t want to lose who I was.?YOU. Well, doubtless she’ll recover by morning and be her old dear sweet self again.’ And I expected Guilio Cesare would have run out of Elisir by morning, too. **** I didn’t see Molly for a month. She was on a major case against a Big Pharma in US District Court, where she had fought the Wall Street Brigade lined up against her to a standstill, and she was prepping for trial big-time. I occupied my time trying to make a living, I was defending two mortgage foreclosures and trying to settle a.