I reacted by drawing my gun with my right hand and fired, all in one smooth motion. Of course, I hit him in the chest and down he went. The other two ...ere even more stupid than I had thought, because they both went for their guns. I had no choice but to shoot them, too.Meanwhile, the man who had started it all had recovered his breath enough to try to draw his gun, but Janet drew and shot him. She had not been as careful in her bullet placement, and she hit the fool in the gut. He was dead, all. As they took some towels to clean themselves off I remained on the table. They went back to their seats with their drinks and cigars and began to discuss office talk. It was as if I were simply a piece of furniture.Suddenly my Master instructed me to put another show on for them. I began and could feel I was on the edge to cum. Thinking of all that just took place I got more excited making my nipples erect.“Such a whore you have here” the short man said to Master, “if ever you decided to sell. "Trick," she moaned as my fingers closed over them and cut off my view. "Stop." Why?" I asked her, resting my chin atop her pubic mound, still covered by her black panties but already giving off the wonderful smell that I remembered from our last session together two weeks ago."'Cause they're too small," she murmured."Baloney," I said, leaning forward until my mouth hovered over her left tit.She looked down at me, her body still slowly undulating beneath me."They're perfect," I breathed. I. For one thing, I have a small penis (I don't use the word 'cock', which implies a larger size). Also, when I've had intercourse, I always come way too fast! Then, I can't fuck any more for a while---and that always left women (and Alicia as well) feeling frustrated and let down!So I found it exciting when Alicia admitted to me after we started dating that she had always been sexually attracted to the young African immigrant males she saw around her. It didn't make me feel jealous---or, not very.