Suck Me, BeautifulAfter the curtain fell to thunderous applause and the showgirls wereunstrapped from our prisons, I was brought back to the dressing ...oom byTara. She sprayed another can on my lower face, and sensation returned tomy mouth. She was very complimentary."You guys were great out there! That wasn't so bad, was it?" she askedinnocently."I can't believe that. I've never felt so humiliated." I repliedindignantly, as I tried to massage my jaw. This chipmunk voice would takesome. We felt our reward for winning the Zibong War was that we had found each other again.The Palace had certainly changed—every room was bustling with activity. I passed a room full of young boys and girls in their bright red page clothes. I swear I heard the words "flunky" and "old fart" drift out.My instructions, once I had told the young page I would accept the summons, were to meet "Lord Morgan" in his office near the back of the Palace. I felt that if I was going to the back of the Palace. " he read the words on the vase and tried to say them quietly "Amoni thandro thi sexiato." When he was done he looked around and thought "I knew it was bullshit." and walked to the rest of the group with a little smile on his face. After he left, the words on the vase turned bright red for a second. That put the curse or spell in action!When the trip was over, everyone went home. When James got home his Mom, who was 44, also still good looking, was waiting for him. His dad left when he was 10,. It didn't take long to find a paired set of booths, the hole beckoning me like the Sirens would sing to Sailors, bringing them to their peril.My inner slut smiled a little when the sound of my door closing was almost immediately mimicked by the sound of the adjacent booth closing. Someone in the store must have liked what they saw when I cruised through. The machine gave out its usual growl as it sucked in the five dollar bill I fed it. The flickering screen popped to life with a nice ripe ass.