Enjoy!It was Friday night, and I had no options, so out of boredom, I went off to visit the local adult entertainment complex. Disdaining books and mo...ies on the shelf, I immediately approached the counter for a theater ticket. The transaction was soon completed, and I joined the ebb and flow entering the theater.Inside, the usual group was occupying the back row and the open space behind it, this area offering the most privacy, and somewhat screened from the entry. There were a couple of guys. I saw Joe in the main room of their place sipping on whiskey which I knew was his favorite. He greeted me and said that his woman wanted to give me a traditional greeting since it was the first time I had visited there. She pulled my hand so I followed and she kept leading me and we went into a bedroom.I was getting a little uncomfortable and asked, “What are we doing here?”She looked at me with a smile and said something in her language which I, of course, couldn’t understand a bit of. Then. Colonel Demetri would be leading the 407 ships from Russia. The Russian ships were mostly 555’s with two dozen 775’s (Like Patricia) a few 665’s, 445’s, and 335’s. They also had built 278, 115’s a single man or woman ship. These last would stay on Earth with a few 555’s.Lockheed had six of them and was tweaking them making them bigger, stronger, and faster with a bigger gun. The Russian sensor array could identify ships cloaked. Boeing had created a 225 and it was going through testing.The. But, you need to starting doin’ yo’ face so you look sexy for a nigga!”Bailey stared blankly.Tre hit the back of his head. “Answer me, faggit!”“Okay.”Tre smacked the punk. “You tell me ‘yes,sir’!”“Yes, sir!”“Now suck this dick some more. Then, I’m gon’ fuck that li’l fag pussy with this big dick!”“Yeah, boi,” Tre praised Bailey’s blow job. “Eat that dick, hoe!”Slobber and saliva ran down the meaty pole.“Ahhh! Yeah! Sit on this dick! Now!”Bailey eased down facing around from his master. He.