Carla, like many theatrically inclined people I've met, craved attention and without my being able to provide it so diligently, she began to seek craz...er thrills on her own to get the attention she so needed.She'd stay up late watching videos (many of them porno tapes) or talking on the phone with a girlfriend who tolerated her increasingly bizarre mood swings, then usually wake me by cupping me or sucking me to erection and demanding sex. I remember indulging her many a night, kissing her. ’ ‘What?’ ‘Yeah John and Hannah will probably move you out after they come back. Hannah will be upstairs and you’ll be down here.’ ‘Kiss my ass. Anyway, what makes you say that?’ ‘Well they’re on the boat, and you’re babysitting. When they come back you’ll get a nice demotion. It just makes sense.’ ‘John and I are getting married. He loves me. The whole thing with Hannah and me is just temporary.’ ‘How long do you think temporary’s going to be?’ ‘What do you mean?’ ‘I mean how long has this. “Pssst, wake up.” I wake up to find Mike leaning over me. Everyone else still sound asleep s**ttered about the bed, Chris still holding onto me tight. “I have to leave in about two hours, but there is something I want you and I to do before I go.” I slowly unwrapped Chris’ arms from around me and slunk out of her grasp, trying not to wake anyone. I throw on some clothes and clean myself up, throwing on some makeup and brushing my teeth, and head down stairs with Mike. He grabs his camera. He was fighting so hard not to get hard but…well I know the guy. One tickle of those low hangin nuts and that boy was at attention. I started to grin and leaned over and whispered in his ear, “I’m in control tonight.” With that, I ran my finger down his bare stomach as he squirmed and unbuttoned his boxers to release that poor cooped up beast inside. I gave it a lick or two, eyes locked on his, then started to tease each testicle. He squirmed as I pinned down his hands.Being strong like he is.