..The eighth would pay $12.The ninth would pay $18.The tenth man (the richest) would pay $59.So, that's what they decided to do...The ten men drank in...the bar every day and seemed quite happy with the arrangement, until one day, the owner threw them a curve ball. "Since you are all such good customers," he said, "I'm going to reduce the cost of your daily beer by $20". Drinks for the ten men would now cost just $80.The group still wanted to pay their bill the way we pay our taxes. So the first. I pull back and a whimper escapes her throat. “Please Mr. Rich don’t tease me anymore. I need to feel you inside of me so bad. Please fuck me!” Unable to resist her any longer I manage to slide into her an inch or so before feeling the resistance of her hymen. “This is going to hurt for a minute or two.” I warn her. “It’s ok I’m ready for it.” she tells me. Pushing hard against her I feel her tear as I sink another inch or two into her. “Oh God!!” she screams out wrapping her arms. Tony sat in front of his computer looking at pictures of me in my swimsuit. He held his cock tightly in is hand. “Oh my God, I am so sorry,” I said feeling my face turn red as I tried to close the door. “Liz, Wait,” Tony said pushing his member back in his shorts. “Look, I am sorry about earlier,” he said sighing. “I’m frustrated with myself.” I looked at his for a second. “What are you doing with my pictures anyway?” I asked. “Well I guess now it’s obvious,” he said sarcastically. “I’m. She didn’t look much older than Demie. She looked around my apartment, barely glancing at me, and sniffed, that brief sound oozing disappointment.Demie had closed the door after making sure that no one else was in the hall. “What the Hell are you doing here?!”The woman turned back and took hold of Demie’s shoulders. “Why, daughter, I’ve come to see how well you’ve done for yourself here on Earth. I expected better. And you are?” She had turned to regard me, and I longed for those moments a few.