Ialso had Nicole along to keep notes of this. I knew this meeting would bea headache for anyone.The meeting day came and this is what went down.Nicole...drove me to the Irish Inn in her new Dodge Ram pick up. Herhousemate Billy Bonnie had bought a good used Ford Crown Victoria off theSalem Police Department. Belle brought Fredia in her Durango. Patty wasthere and was waiting. She said, "Good morning Larry. I see that you havedone well for yourself."I said, "Hello Patricia. I see life has rewarded. "Please..." I grunted."Please WHAT?" Please. Let. Me. Fuck. You. Up. The. Ass." Each word was accompinied with a long, deep thrust. Gentle, but firm."Oh baby...that's how you ask...mmmm....so fucking good...." She replied. With each thrust, she grunted her approval:"Let." Ooohh yeah...."Me." Uhhhh...." Fuck." Ooohhhh...." Your." Yeah..."."Perfect." Uh huh......" Ass." Ummmm...." PLEASE!" I ended the plea with one hard fuck. I had almost completly withdrawn, and slammed my entire length deep. Iqbal also saw that. He immediately wore his shorts and ran downstairs. I had no idea what he was up to. I grabbed his T-shirt and held that between my thighs on my cunt to stop bleeding. Iqbal was back with ice cubes in a bowl. He said, “Huma baji, aap let jaiye, main baraf laga deta hoon, bleeding ruk jayegi.”I said, “Bedsheet pe blood aa jayega, yaar.” He said, “Ab to aa gaya, koi baat nahin, main change kardunga, pehle bleeding rokna zaroori hai.” I lay on the bed and spread my legs. It was. They knew what I had done, they were disgusted by me. I leant against the wall and slid down it, my mind a jumble of emotions. But the biggest one, the voice which yelled the loudest, bullying it’s way past all the others was the one which told me I would never be accepted now, I would spend the rest of time in Rockmount friendless, alone, despised, and shunned. Honestly I felt like crying, and if it wasn’t for my Van Dam-esque toughness I probably would have. Instead I sat there slightly.