All of them lacked even a trace of masculine body hair. That was how heliked them. Smooth. They all wore touches of make-up, but never enoughto be ...uady. Throne preferred that they be always reminded that they werereally men, condemned to be trained endlessly in the arts of acting likefairies, being taken further and further from their male roots. In fact,Throne thought in a moment of personal amusement, that was a good way toput it, because their 'roots', by which he meant their penises,. No one answered, leaving me to forget about it or to call again. Ravi was laughing his ass off watching and listening to me trying to get through to Pastor Titty.I hit redial. This time, it was the Pastor who answered the phone.“Who is this? What do you want?”“Alexis, this is Rick.”“Oh ... um ... Rick ... how have you been?”“I am horny and want your big tits wrapped around my cock tonight.” I was usually more polite to all women but her admin had pissed me off.“I ... I ... don’t ... um .... “I have to apologize for Andreas. He is a good waiter but is lacking some social skills. Especially when dealing with gringos. Just between you and me I think he needs to get laid so he can get the stick out of his ass.”Sonia’s comfortable manner combined with her frankness started to put me at ease.“Now let’s figure out what we are going to eat and then we can become better acquainted,” she suggested.She made several food choice suggestions as she pointed to the items in the menu and. Nervously, Ceri called the number on the card."Oh, I'm so sorry, Ceri. Of course, you can stay. I'll meet you in the lobby," Sara replied, as Ceri turned to walk back.Ceri arrived, and, true to her word, Sara was waiting. Ceri felt underdressed, she wasn't prepared to stay in such a place. Sara, realising her discomfort, ushered Ceri quickly into the lift. The doors closed and the aroma of Sara's perfume filled the confined space as she smiled down at Ceri silently.Sara unlocked the door to her.