I asked her, "Please put the bigger plug into my ass."Trista laughed, "Oh I'll put it in there, have no doubt about that, but I want you hear you beg ...or it. Hell, why not scream for it, let everyone know how badly you want your ass filled." Please put the plug in my ass, fill me up," I said much louder."Louder bitch," Trista said to me. "Let me know what a whore you are." PLEASE PUSH THE PLUG DEEP INTO MY ASS!" I yelled, loud enough it seemed for all of Vegas to hear me."Ah much better,". She is calling from her car, and asking for directions to pick me up. My roommate and I are stunned at the implications of her offer. After having a beer, she had a vodka tonic; she drives back to my place, where she asks to use the toilet. Sure. I fix her another vodka tonic with some Stoli from the freezer and offer it to her as she emerges from the bathroom. She tells me you don't need to get me drunk to get me in bed. After the moment of awe passed over me I embraced her and kissed her. ’ ‘Well my father talks too much. So you classify yourself as decent male company?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘In what way?’ ‘This must be boring for your mother. You are looking lovely Thelma.’ ‘Did my mother invite you to call her Thelma?’ ‘Yes Miss Hogan. I am sure there is no need for you to be so aggressive.’ ‘God you have no manners. What do you want to drink?’ ‘Nothing thanks you.’ Gerard said stiffly. ‘Oh you two, loosen up. Please tell Julia what you wish to drink Gerard. I’ll have a martini thank you. It was Susan. I started towards the table and then suddenly stopped. Still hidden in the darkness I watched for a while. Susan had a tendency to become quite flirtatious after a few glasses of wine. By the looks of her, she had more than a few. Although she would flirt when drinking, she never let it go the distance. Knowing this I decided to be a spectator and see what all would happen. I went to the front desk and had them call the bar and give Susan a message that I would be about another.