It wasn't a recipe for clearthinking and the cheap whisky quickly exacerbated my already dangerousmood. By early evening I had sunk into a foul combin...tion of anger andself pity at which point I decided that all I needed was to get out andhave some more drink. I made my erratic way to the Nana Plaza complexwhich is a centre for Bangkok's red-light industry. It has a host of barsand go-go clubs and a few Kathoey bars. I was already pretty loaded withthe hotel scotch by the time I got there and. " How do you handle two girls?" Well, I think you should ask Kevin that question. From what I observed, he was kind, talked intelligently about things girls were interested in, and sat at the campfire with Barbara and Leslie beside him." No shit? Kevin, you're a stud!" I could hear him groan."How about Rochelle? Are you going to do her?" You guys all like Rochelle?" I asked."That stuck-up bitch!" one growled in the dark. "She thinks she's queen and we should all bow down." Well, I probably. While it was not said at the meeting, it seems as if we were put on notice, lift our performance or else.It took a week for me trying to figure out what was demanded from us was simply impossible to deliver. The next day on my way to yet another nasty brawl out meeting, I slipped and tumbled down the stairs. Battered and bruised, but nothing broken, it was clear that I was going to be unfit for work for the rest of the day. I was taken to get patched up and then placed in an observation ward. ” He didn’t need any prompts from his book but this was a delightful game to play He reached into his pants and eased his cock straight. He felt the slickness of his own precum on his fingertips.Simon put his hands, palms down, on her thighs just above her knees. The rough smoothness of the nylon was a turn on as always, there was surely nothing like tight stockings on soft flesh. She picked up the book and began reading, the tremble in her voice betraying her arousal. He followed her words.