“I’m firing Jo,” he finally said.“Maybe one mistake,” Joe said.“Maybe?”“You liked Trevor.”“I thought I loved him.”“You did lov... him.”“It was all pretend.”“Was it?”Eddie played harder. “Of course it was. He’s a fucking porn star.”“Are you that gullible?”“Fuck you.”“No really. You think any actor, especially some half assed one, could be that convincing?”“Maybe he’s Oscar caliber but never got his chance.”“Even so. You think De Niro could work you like that?”“You think he actually liked me?”“Of. "Why else would they be here?"Ask a silly question, get a silly answer, Rochelle thought."Any more questions?" Mai Lin asked.Rochelle shook her head. Mai Lin walked over to the nearest man seated at the table and tapped him on the shoulder. He swiveled his chair around and stood. His limp cock dangled between his legs."You know what to do," Mai Lin said.Rochelle looked around the table. The sheer number of naked men in the room was daunting. She could smell their musky scent. Her panties. The room was in absolute darkness, the shadows were shifting as the breeze blew in through the open balcony door. All but one shadow which never moved, the shadow much darker than the others moved slightly and resolved into a hooded figure dressed in black, the hood shielded the face within from view. A hand reached out offering a piece of paper which was laid on the ottoman at the beds base. Looking down she saw words written in block capitals and struggled to make sense of them. “DO NOT. Worst case scenario – or looking back on it in safety, best case – was that my mac was open, my bulge was visibly bobbing up and down as a wet patch spread from its tip, my knees were buckling and I was shuddering as I moaned and moaned in pervert ecstasy. Meanwhile the shop lady explains that “it’s ok, he’s one of our regulars, and sometimes he can’t wait even till he’s bought the mag before he does it in his pants. He’s a very big wanker but quite harmless”. The business lady is watching this.