”-Warren Zevon, “Genius“The cab pulled up to the hotel on Boulevard Saint-Germain. The redhead in the back seat looked the driver in the eye and...told him that she’d already paid. He nodded, now believing that she’d given him money, and bid her farewell as he drove on to find a fare that DIDN’T use the power of mind control to make him only THINK that they were paying for the ride.Her heels clicked on the sidewalk as she entered the hotel. People turned to stare at the woman wearing a mini-dress. ”Dobbin returned back to his spot. Minutes later, he found the assistant librarian, walk up and take the seat in front of him. He always knew she had an attractive figure!“How’s it going?”“Too many ideas, too small a head,” he told her. “I am actually working on this story about a character called The Wretch. I saw her in a dream. Now I’m trying to take it forward.”“Interesting. Maybe I should help. You see that golden fountain pen inside the casing … kept for display? I will get that for. Walters place his hands on my breasts, toying with them squeezing them as I slid back and forth from the fucking then Mr. Jones pulled out, he was stroking his cock and he shot his load all over my stomach. Before I could catch my breath Mr. Jenks was in position fucking my little cunny. His cock felt huge inside me and I thought I would burst as he pounded into me. Soon he too was pulling out and shooting all over my stomach. Next Mr. Walters was between my legs, I cringed as the wrinkly old. Finally, Nicole insisted that she share. With a gleam in her eye, Janie pulled Nicole between her thighs. The sight quickly had me hard again. While Nicole was lapping Janie’s pussy, I moved behind Nicole and slid into her already well-lubricated sex.Once again, it was past my bedtime when I dozed off, lulled to sleep by the gentle sounds of passion in the bed around me. I continue to be amazed that the sounds lull me to sleep rather than make me hard again, but the women have usually made.