"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fucking,fuck!" I thought. I'd navigated my way through hallways full of mini skirted secretaries, bimbo interns and the occas...onal executive in brooks brothers suits and found my way to Mr. Snyder’s office on 24. There were 4 girls whose idle gossip came to an immediate halt upon my entry. The 2 girls sitting on the reception area couch were scanned and dismissed as minimally threatening. As I expected, they were both younger and prettier. Perfect noses, cheekbones you. I was thrashing pretty good trying to get my whole body into her mouth it felt so good. I couldn’t hold any longer and cried out, “I’m cummmming, pull off now.” I was thinking she didn’t want to swallow, but she showed me different. She shoved me all the way into her throat as I started to erupt. She took every drop I gave her and appeared to want more the way she kept sucking me. I finally settled down some – or at least quit thrashing around. Chris kept me in her mouth until I couldn’t. Especially since it would be three years before I would be free to return and live. I was beginning to realize the freedom that I had, was gone. Being away from someone I loved at my age could prove to be devastating to my heart and maybe my life. If the truth were known, "it would." I did not know what would happen to us in the future. I was thinking that everything would work out all right.I was thinking about the time that we had talk of marriage. At that time, there was nothing funny about. Ordinarily, it would be nobig deal for the three of us to travel together. But, right now Morganneeds, career-wise, to have a boyfriend only, not an entourage," Chrissaid."But in real life, what am I?" I asked."Our love slave, I think," Morgan said."That about covers it," Chris said."Can I tell people I'm your love slave?" I asked."No, you can tell people you're Morgan's boyfriend and my friend. Nomention of the menage a trois, Hercule, or Morgan's little boy clit,"Chris said."Someday, you'll.