Finally.He had asked to be put on the opposite side of the hotel from the cheerleader convention. The view might have been interesting, but he just di...n't have it in him to listen to the high-speed, high-pitched blabber of college-age girls rambling on about nothing in the halls until the wee hours of the morning.The card-key weapon stabbed into the eternal wound above the doorknob. The little LEDs flashed and turned red. His stabbed again. And again. Searching his mind for a magical verbal. Why don't you just try the new stuff, if youdon't like it I'll let you have what you want. On credit. You can pay menext week, as usual. It's free, the first hit anyway." She giggled. Idid like her, and if the junk I was using didn't stop me wanting sex Icould have been tempted by her, even knowing she was barely one rung upfrom a street whore. But who was I fooling, she may say she likes me,but the only way she let me into her apartment was if I had a showerfirst. I had to admit though, it. ?Carry on with her, I’m sure by the end of the holiday she’ll be quite prepared with the free reins I’m giving you.??Glad too!?Chapter Four? Personal Training Stretched against the post, the pain’s become no more then just a discomfort, even having to be naked not as humiliating, the mask actually a kind of relief, giving some sense of anonymity. Feeling a man’s touch for the first time, a man’s touch massaging her privates, the strange sensations; so far, considering the alternative;. “Oh yes,” he heard Rhia say. Whether it was a reply to his statement or just uttered because of his handy work, he didn’t know. Frankly, he didn’t care.Dean’s balls felt heavy in her hand, the short tufty bits of pubic hair almost tickling her as she rubbed them gently, giving them a bit of tug and a pull every now and then. As his fingers burrowed deeper inside her, she moved her hand back and continued to jack him, relishing the feeling of how hard he was, but also, how soft the skin felt..