- How you might manage that?- Are you serious?- Very serious.- Let she lose a dept. so she get naked and down on her knees and let me do the rest, und...r one condition.- What is it?- She will not have all the fun, you will fuck me.- If she fucked the dog I will, if not I will another time!We laughed and I thought the joke is over, but when Susan came George couldn’t remove his eyes from Mike and he examined my tits and legs several times, then he said: "listen we are all adult here so let's play. I’m going over to say hello. I’ll catch up with you later.”Jim walked over to where Tiffany was sitting at the bar and the rest is written elsewhere, so I won’t repeat it here, except to say that Jim was very surprised to find that a bar in a Red Roof actually stocked Plymouth Gin. In fact, this was the only Red Roof he’d ever stayed at that even HAD a bar.At any rate, after an extremely pleasurable time spent with Tiff and her handsome (and well hung) hubby, during which Jim had done a little. Sun-kissed, it seemed. Something impossible here or anywhere near here. The girl smelled like spring flowers and wine."Who are you?" Slowly, punctuating the words so she could feel my intensity and how important her answer would be, I asked her.She answered after taking a deep breath, never taking her dark eyes from mine. "I'm the King's whore."I was, even if behind several other things I excelled at, an expert on detecting lies. I felt she put additional strength in her truth, enlarged it a. He would listen while she did, making her tell him, describe to him in detail everything she was doing. It was a taking of double magnitude. First, she had to surrender herself and perform the act. Next, she had to take on the embarassment of having to describe it. Her reward? That thrill and electricity that would shoot through her body as she realized she was not in control. She didn’t actively look for most of what he made her do. She didn’t particularly crave it. But that feeling that came.