I realized that 14 was too many to take on with just my stick, and I didn't really want to kill them, so I needed a different way to fight. That was w...en I remembered the Uzi in my car trunk. I dashed out to grab it before the men showed up and just barely made it back before the first worker showed at the dock.The general practice was for the men to gather just outside the door and wait until the last possible minute to come in to punch the time clock. They would generally smoke and bull shit. I could almost feel him trying to think who I was. ‘Thank you,’ I said giving him my very best smile and he melted, smiling back at me and closing the door behind me as I walked up the steps to the hotel. What a place, so posh it was unbelievable. Mike followed me up the steps and we went into the hotel together. I felt like a princess in my lovely dress and I knew, just knew, how pretty I was because heads were turning constantly as we walked across the gigantic foyer to book in. Mike was. I was stunned to see mom openly eyeing the bulge in my jockeys. She licked her lips and smiled at me.“Do you want me to suck it now, Tommy?”I noticed she kept calling me Tommy. She had not called me Tommy since I was in my early teens. Not since, in a moment of pubescent ire, I refused to answer to what I thought was a childish name. I wanted to be Tom, the grown up. My parents indulged me. From that time on, I was Tom. Calling me Tommy suggested, in some ways, she had regressed.“No, mom! You. ”Tracey now had two-thirds of his cock in her mouth and saliva was pouring down Geoff’s shaft from my friend’s willing wet open mouth. She then took the rest of his dick into her mouth and down her throat, pressing her nose and lips right up against his balls. Then slowly again she lifted her head up to show Mags and I how her spit and saliva covered Geoff’s throbbing cock until at last the full length was now from her throat standing proud. At this point strings of saliva were clinging to her.