.If they paid their bill the way we pay our taxes, it would go something like this...The first four men (the poorest) would pay nothing.The fifth woul... pay $1.The sixth would pay $3.The seventh would pay $7...The eighth would pay $12.The ninth would pay $18.The tenth man (the richest) would pay $59.So, that's what they decided to do...The ten men drank in the bar every day and seemed quite happy with the arrangement, until one day, the owner threw them a curve ball. "Since you are all such good. I think it's best we just let him sleep."Katherine whispered, "You're no bouquet of roses either. Whoa, and your breath!" But she muttered to herself, "God, I'm jealous!"Susan heard that. She smiled as she quietly shuffled out of the room, grabbing some clothes. She figured she'd put them on along the way.Katherine spoke a bit louder once they'd left the room and closed the door. "That's what I thought, too, that he should sleep some more. I figured I'd wait until the last minute, though, in. He caught you masturbating in the shower. You were told that masturbating was a major transgression and now you are being punished for it. There are two handlers, as well as 13 other minor handlers, and we have been given you for the night. The only things we are not allowed to do is come inside you, anywhere, and we are not allowed to fuck you in the ass.” She heard a tone and the handler withdrew his hand only to replace it with his cock. Another handler came and started to maul her. Jo came back with a knowing smile. “So, you okay with us, Stevie?” I knew Frank had told him some of it, hopefully not most of it, not yet at least, not until I got out. I nodded my head and smiled as I bent to get my clothes from my bag. Jo said, “Come here a minute.” I didn’t want to offend him, not after just letting his friend fuck me, so I followed him into the stall area. There he stepped beside a urinal and told me he had to pee.I looked at him wondering why he didn’t if he had to. He.