." Mary," Julia said in a gentle voice. "Would you rather stand trial and risk going to jail? Or would you rather spend a few months with some very ni...e people and come out looking better than your graduation picture?"The meeting in Marty's office began in a very tense atmosphere. Mark did what he could to keep things light and cordial, but he was just a bystander, not one of the 'combatants'. In fact, his presence was no small problem in and of itself."Lindsey, I thought we were going to meet. It pains me to think that she is being ... that strange men - and so many of them - are ... that her precious body is daily violated in such a gross and immoral way. A secretary you say? At the Brothel?" Yes, I work in the Director's office." And you're not a prostitute at all? Not even for some of the time?" No, never! Never! I wouldn't dream of ... I just couldn't ... It's such a horrid idea!" But you still make love to Binta, don't you? Like I did for so many years. Loving her. And she. My heart monitor was sending a digital scream, bringing in a nurse. ‘Kill me!’ I screamed as the pain intensified. I sat on the hospital bed with my worried parents, facing Dr. Turner, a blonde woman in her early thirties. I had an IV bag of morphine hanging next to me, trying to suppress the chronic pain that was ravaging my body. I was receiving the maximum amount possible, but even then, all of my skin felt like a blistering sunburn and my insides faired no better. ‘What you experienced in. Her hands caressed my balls. I stood there, unable to move as she worked her mouth over my cock. The feeling of her mouth on my cock was indescribable. She moved up and down the length of my cock. Her hands massaged my balls and then roamed across my ass.After several minutes of cock sucking I stopped her. I just had to fuck her, there was no stopping me and I sensed the same from her. She asked me where I wanted to go and I said to her bed. We walked back to the bedroom. The room looked out.