“You alright? You look tired.”“I am. I’ve barely slept, I’m sore, I’m stressed. I never realised how hard being on the main roster actuall... was. Don’t get me wrong I’m loving being here but it’s hard.”“I know what you mean. You just need to de-stress.”“Yep. I just don’t have the time to properly relax.”“Well, when’s the last time you got laid?”“Ha. God knows. Without a girlfriend you don't get a lot of action thanks to leaving places pretty much as soon as you get there.”“Dude, you haven’t been. He just wanted a fuck; she led him upstairs to where she had a room. He was back in less than twenty minutes, with a big smile on his face. He smelled of perfume, she had sprayed him so he wouldn’t smell of the fuck he just got. He sat down and told us he needed a rest before he did it again. With that he showed us around the place. It turned out that the whole city block was connected. There were four saloons and each saloon was connected to one just like it next door. That was that way women. ? Whoever had the doggy-girl,that I only saw momentarily, left with her.? She was really small and had very curlyauburn hair,? onher head and between her legs.? She woresome kind of heavy mittens over her hands so she was about helpless.? I preferred the effectiveness and evilreputation afforded to pussycats.? But Istill couldn?t open the damn kennel door.?Everyone at the party said their good-byes, leaving only Marcus, Mark,Janice, Alina and of course her slave-boy.?The others left for their. “Nice try,” she said, giving him several nipping kisses. “He can’t.”“He’ll try,” insisted Bob, sliding his hand higher.“He’ll fail,” she said. “I left my panties off.”Bob’s hand shot up to feel warm, slippery lips.“Too naughty!“ she said.“How about this?” asked Bob, sliding a finger into her clasping heat.“No! Stop that this instant!” she said, as she lifted a leg to give him more room. “My daddy would be furious with you. He’ll beat you up if you don’t stop.”“I’m not scared of your daddy,” he.