Within seconds, word that Jake Kingsley (Yes, that Jake Kingsley) was standing up on top of the Eiffel Tower with them spread like wildfire. People be...an pushing toward him from all directions, asking for autographs, asking for concert tickets, asking to have their picture taken with him. It wasn't long before a few of the Intemperance-haters — there were always a few in any crowd — started to make their views known."What are you doing with him, hon?" asked one woman in her twenties of Helen.. He had no intention of stealing his mother's boyfriend, but he had every intention of stealing as much of her boyfriend's semen as he could.On some nights, he could barely fall asleep just from thinking about it all. A better whore. A prolific throatpussy. A swallower. A satisfier. Always available. A great example of how cocksuckers please horny men. On some nights, he had to fuck himself in the mouth with a dildo just to detour his brain from all of those crazy and lustful thoughts. . I peeped out of the window and sawhim working with the garden spade turning over the weeded garden; poorthing, I'd given him so much to do. But he'd been so pushy earlier in thecar. I wanted him to work up a sweat before getting into the reason whyhe'd come. Perhaps now was just that time.I opened the window and shouted down. "I've some home made lemonade inthe kitchen. Why don't you stop for a while and have a break. I'll joinyou....."Downstairs, I put my glass down and could almost feel him. So, I walked through the door and started to walk down the hallway looking for my room. There were older men hanging out, just milling around. Most had towels wrapped around them and some didn’t, but I could feel all of them looking at me as I walked by. I’m sure they all wanted to see which room I went into and I was starting to feel a little over my head. I went into the tiny room and locked the door behind me. The room consisted of a cot, a tiny table and a lamp. I didn’t know what to do and.