Please allow me to serve you but if you decide this slut is truly unworthy then may I please be allowed to at least serve as your toilet and drink you... piss?"He looked at her for a moment and then walked closer to her. "Do not move nor make a sound no matter what I do, now get up on your knees." When she rose to her knees he grabbed her nipples between his fingers and pinched and twisted them hard. Then he pulled on them as if to lift her to her feet but she didn't move even though the pain. ..until she was sleeping on my shoulder.I froze. I must have sat there, with my pussy quivering beneath mystone-still hand, for about five minutes, not daring to breathe. It took mea few minutes to even be brave enough to determine that she was stillasleep. So of course, I stopped what I was doing and went back to sleeplike a smart girl.Hah.I mean, come on. I was right there, and she was still asleep afterall. Nothing was different. Except that I had a girl laying on me while Imasturbated. So. There was nothing on live TV so I clicked on a familiar stored movie and played it for a while after fast forwarding through the preamble to the action scenes.And the thought just hit me, what if I could press a rewind button on my own life and go back to just before I was sick and make sure this time that I ran out and made it to the loo in time?What about if I went back further and didn’t drink that last bottle of whatever rubbish liquor it was that was left in Dad’s now empty drinks. I ask you if you could put that on the rough scale and you laugh out and 8.2. I tell you I am kinda into that myself coming in at a good 8.5 on the rough scale. We continue to laugh and have another cocktail and I ask if you would like to have cocktails on one of the balconies in one of the rooms in the hotel. You think that would be a great idea so I tell you to hold tight and I will go to the front desk and be right back. Shortly I arrive back with a hotel card key and ask if you would.