I decided to get dressed up really nice and go out on the town. This was Vegas and I needed to enjoy myself. On my way to the lobby I ran into Mr Sung... He was the older Korean business man whom I had entertained when Jerry was in town. I only remembered his name because he had left his business card on the bedside table after I had fucked him. He was still in town and was also going to dinner with his partners. They were meeting in the lobby and he asked if I had plans for dinner. I told him. I asked him if he would hurt me because I had an unpleasant experience of injections in the past. Then he grabbed my foot with his left hand, stretched out the skin and began a brief conversation that I would understand nothing but a little bit of bite and that everyone was saying that he was very light-weight while at the same time he was saying all this I was suddenly piercing me inside the whole needle without warning. "Ah ..." I sighed as he began to pour the medicine on my pop. The process. Sheila and I were beat when we finally staggered into the living room. I dropped the bags onto the bedroom floor and allowed Sheila to strip me bare. Rather than the shower I led her back outside to the pool. It was dark so our nudity wouldn’t be a concern as long as the lights remained off.I led her down the steps into the shallow water, falling onto my back while Sheila giggled about her hand on my swiftly engorging cock. She dove under me, surfacing on the other side as she whispered, “I. I’m not even sure I want another office job. There’s going to be another manager at the next one, isn’t there? More of this crappy commuting. Any company sucks you dry sooner or later. I’m only twenty-six and sick of the grind already. I’m turning into a bitter old woman. “Emma…” I cut him off: “Maybe it’s time I finally went travelling. I never did get that gap year. That’s it! Six months backpacking around South America beats grey old fucking London any day. I’ll be my old self again in no.