Dan made his way back to their table and noticed the same young woman talking to Ben and Scott. A very inebriated customer stumbled by touching her sh...ulder. “Careful guys or she’ll charge by the minute for just talking to her!”“You don’t know the first thing about her,” Dan replied as the staff member grabbed the man’s arm and escorted him away. Dan sat down, taking a drink and admiring her supple body.“Thank you for your comment. You are right most of the men in here think I’m a drugged up. He was sure that the more of his scent that she became familiar with the more likely she would start to seek him out, but if anything she was pulling further away.He wasn't done with her yet though. This setback only made him more determined to win her away from her mate. He could tell she was in heat and that was a driving factor in its own to help spur him along.Jarrod also was watching the big man from a distance. While he was able to beg for some food from some of the vendors, he wanted to. Of course Mama had been waiting for me. “Why you go to that school?” My Uncle asked while gnawing on a piece of meat my mother put on his plate. I knew better than to answer. I wasn't supposed to talk when I was being punished. I stood erect, my breasts out, my hands down by my sides and my legs together. I could feel my skin prickle with the knowledge that my Uncle's attentions wouldn't be sedated by simple conversation. “Don't talk to her T.C.” Mama said to my Uncle. He unscrewed the cap and squeezed out a generous portion onto the tips of his fingers, rubbing some on his engorged cock and then some on my asshole. "Relax, " Paul whispered. I lay there passively as he knelt on the bed, lifting my legs up and forward toward my chest until I felt the muscles begin to ache. My breathing was becoming more and more labored as panic crept into my mind. Paul repeated his request for me to relax. The word became as chant as I felt the tip of his now insinuating.