“There, that should keep you controlled”, she stated as she bounced my gonads in her hand.Nancy had me stand up. My testicles swung beneath me lik... an overhead speed punching bag.As if she could not resist, she gave them a hard slap, my balls swinging back and forth against my inner thighs.My balls were the size of a baseball, and just as hard, only shaped like a water filled balloon hanging from the knot. They felt almost disconnected from my scrotum.Did not have much time to reflect as Nancy. She didn't need a test stripbut she used one anyway.Gonorrhea. "Waren, I thought you said the doc gave a clean bill ofhealth." She did." You have the clap. You work in this industry. Don't you know aboutSTDs? Condoms?" She used alcohol from her purse to wash her hands. Shenoticed payroll on Waren's computer. Jenni's Teacup, Casa de Pomo -and payroll for most of the brothels in this town. The corporate logogave her pause.Diversified Hospitality.Waren said, "I haven't had sex for almost a. Susan then knelt down in front of Lesly and trimmed her bush a little thinner. They checked out each others pussies and then rinsed off and dried each other off. They wrapped their hair in towels put on their robes and came over to the table. I introduced Lesly and Susan to the man and then had to ask his name, it was Ben. One sat on each side of me and I poured them a cup of coffee. Ben told them that he thought that they were very beautiful. Susan grinned and said we don’t have our makeup on.. But there were a huge number of little things also going on, like the glare of the two light bulbs and the shadows they cast, the moldy smell of their basement, my hunger and thirst (other than for being ****d), the ‘crunching’ sound of cars when they drove in the driveway then hearing the engine being turned off, the feel of gentle air on my body and low rumbling when the furnace turned on, the salty taste of my tears, the fact that the air was comfortable for them but too cold for a naked.