Hell yeah was my answer.He got up and left. Fuck what was going on? A few minutes later Misty came over to me she was pretty well lit and whispered ...n my ear she wanted her pussy eaten. I was shocked but I was horny as well. I followed her to the parking lot and Jon was waiting at their car. We all got in, and I drove us to their apartment. When the lights came on there were decorations all over the living room wishing Jon a happy birthday. Misty smiled and said that Jon for his birthday. Then, at exactly the top of each hour, I must stand in front of my webcam, smile and repeat peeing and sucking my outfit again. This must go on for at least six hours. All those who watch may invite their friends to observe the next show.Force me to piss into a dog bowl containing some porridge and then lick the bowl clean. Force me to put on a chastity belt and then lock it with a combination lock of at least four digits in such a way that only YOU and those who watch know the code. Mail me. Just for her sake and the sake of my job - don’t lose.” The latter as he turned to rack the balls.Jack palmed the chalk - Bill, loudmouth’s name, chose and found chalk.“Best of five?” He broke messily but still got lucky and potted off it. The table didn’t favour my style and he won the first frame. Having now sunk a couple of Bud’s, his second break wasn’t so lucky, having been let in, I cleared and sank the eight without his coming back to the table. Bill glowered. May purred and put her hand. . but it wasn't working.I told her the entire story, not that there was really much of a story to tell. My boyfriend had gotten head from Natalie ... the bitch from Hunter. What could you do?My phone started ringing, his ring. Good ole fucking William Tell Overture. I ignored the call, and watched the "1 Missed Call" flash on the front screen. It was a flip phone. I opened it then snapped it shut, to make the alert go away. It vibrated a few minutes later to tell me that I had a Voice Mail. I.