Corey would be waiting for me, nude, in the hot tub and we would talk and swim, maybe go out to eat or a movie and then come back for fabulous sex and...relaxing sleep. Friday afternoons Kaitlyn, Corey’s sister, who worked for his father at his Hollywood PR agency threw nude pool parties for the firm’s clients. Corey and I would sit in the hot tub and critique the bodies, beautiful and not so beautiful that were on display. I’d stroke his huge cock and he’d finger my cunt and rub my breasts.. Range Rovers, BMWs and Benzes crowded the parking lot Whole Foods on San Vicente, where paparazzi stalked celebrities as they shopped. The nearby restaurants thronged with Pellegrino-swigging trophy wives and yoga matt-toting slackers with ponytails, living large off alimony, residuals or inheritances. Botox and silicone mingled with aromas of putanesca sauce and Porsche exhaust in this land of plenty. Brentwood was ill-suited to a transitioning transgender teen. Its self-absorbed sybarites. But he kept it up, making me feel bad about enjoying it -- making me ashamed of myself for acting like a slut. He made me cum -- just because it looked bad, I think -- then he got me close again before stopping and ripping off the rubber and shooting all over both of us! Dwayne... That upset him, pretty bad." I'm surprised you're not marked by all this," Randall growled. He was angry."Well, it helps that I knew what he was up to. Besides, some of it is... true, after a fashion. I AM pretty, um,. I'm leaving the company." Where are you going to be working?" That's kind of up in the air."Bob paused. His voice, which had been getting louder and sharper, softened."David? Were you fired?" Yeah. It's a little embarrassing." Nonsense! I want to talk with you. Meet me for coffee tomorrow morning. Can you make 8:30 at the Arcadia Diner?" Sure. I can do that. Should I transfer you to Dennis?" No, I'll talk to him another time. I'll see you tomorrow." Tomorrow."After hanging up, David continued.