We went to the first toy store, 8th Avenue Video. It was about 11pm and there was not a whole lot going on. We headed to the arcade and put some money...in the machine and started to watch the videos. She was rubbing my cock through my shorts and I was not having any trouble rising to the occasion. We both got excited as a guy came in to the booth next to us. We were kind of waiting around before he finally just up and left. The store was closing, so we headed out. We arrived at Pure Pleasure.. "I want to show you something I found," she said. She didn't seemangry, and I didn't think it was those pictures. I was wrong. She booted upthe computer, went right to PhotoShop and brought up the picture of me fuckingher. "What is THIS????" she demanded."Don't be mad, Mom," I tried to assuage her. "I was just fooling around oneday, that's all." "How did you do this? she asked. "I mean, I don't thinkwe ever posed for this, did we?" She broke out into laughter and I wasrelieved. I. She was younger than the others and fairly toned. With out a doubt, this had been my first appointment in the dark apartment on the 3rd floor. The recognition must have showed on my face, and she gave me a little knowing smile.Bonnie took me by the arm and led me through her apartment as the women began returning to their conversations. I noticed several trays of finger sandwiches on the dining room table as well as a tray of champagne flutes.All the women were dressed in very nice evening. I'm yours if you want me. The bad news is you'll have to share with five slaves, one woman, and a man, plus God only knows how many others. If you can stand it, you're welcome."Ronnie started to tear up, "Thank you. I do want it. I might try girls too, but I'll always come back to you no matter how it turns out."Steve hugged her tight, then gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek. "I think we missed lunch. I don't know about you, but I'm starving. Let's go collect my new slaves, and get something.