’ Tom paused for a few seconds and said, ‘Sorry about teasing you.’ Dillon realized he’d given his feelings away and replied, ‘Its okay Tom....I know you didn’t mean anything by it. How’d you know anyway?’ ‘It helps to be able to read people in this job. Besides sometimes things just stand out when you look at them the right way. Why don’t you take today off?’ ‘Don’t want you to have to work another shift,’ Dillon responded. ‘You can work for me tonight instead. Go get some sleep or do the. . with your husband - I will pay well and it will be for my private collection" How much and how long?" £200 for an hour - can you manage that - ohh and a BJ for me at the end of course"The deal was done and a few days later I was on all fours pissing over my husband while this photographer videoed and photographed every part of my body - I felt totally degraded but happy at the same time and when I slide his erect cock into my mouth and sucked him off my pussy was so damm wet.On the way home. I took shots of the beautiful wildflowers, a rabbit nibbling some greenery, some interesting rock formations and an old twisted tree that looked like an old man’s face. The birds singing in the trees, seemed to announce my entrance onto the small dock at the picturesque lake. Feeling this was a lovely spot to enjoy my apple, I sat down on the rickety dock, and taking off my shoes and socks I dipped my toes in the cool water. From the corner of my eye I could see a little boat come around the. It was Janine. At first she was cordial, and pleasant. Asking me if I had enjoyed last night. Then I spouted off about how great it had been. Right off her tone changed. "You really are a little white faggot aren't you?" She asked."I'll be anything that you want me to be." I told her."Good that's what I like to hear bitch boy." We made plans for later that night. Or I should say she made plans. At this point I had already become her slave. I gave her my address, and she said that she would be.