He then brought the drink to Akilah, who accepted it with a smile, thanking him in French. The hotel employees left after that, and Gini locked the do...r behind them."Me make this easy. Me get me drunk so you no need," she explained, smiling at him with a smoldering look, but Alex still wasn't ready to move it to the next level, still feeling like he didn't know her quite well enough yet."So, Akilah, tell me more about your childhood," Alex suggested. "What was life in your country like? How did. I was soaking the bed. Too soon, or not soon enough, I'm not sure. Miguel came in my insides like three elephants. I'd had that special feeling of boys squirting in my ass before, but I never had a cock up so far it was in my fucking intestines! My parents used to give me enemas when I was little because I wouldn't poop. When he shot, it felt like that, but hot and about fifty times as strong. Right away, before he pulled out, I had to poop like I never did before. His cock popped out of me, I. But then came sadness when I thought of self-destruction that would accompany my revenge. After I worked through these two primitive emotions I came to point of Nirvana. I concluded that I just did not care anymore about her, our marriage, or my future.I met Sandy when she moved next door when we were just kids. I was all of eight years old and she was five. Pretty soon we were doing everything together. We never dated anyone else and we never fought. Ours was a life that people dream of. I was. He showed her a make-up mirror and a small changing room for her to get ready. It was up to her how much she was prepared to reveal and that she shouldn't be concerned about him as he had “seen it all, many times. My job is to light you and capture you in the best possible way. I shall be occupied with light meters, focus and technicalities, so try to ignore me.” He showed me a good place to sit and observe in the studio then busied himself with his cameras while Sue was getting ready. I sipped.