In a manner of speaking, because he used one to continue to rub his dick to total completion, while he held Carter’s head with the other so he could...continue painting his face with jizz.His initial surprise wore off the next second and he pushed the guy away. Wiping his face with both his hands, he began to curse.“Fucking douchebag!”Great, now there was jizz in his mouth, too. He sputtered and spat, trying to wipe it all away, but it was like the fucking white goo was magic, and just spreading. He ordered dinner for her from Felicity and waited until it arrived and introduced Felicity to Cynthia. She asked him to stop for a glass of wine, while she ate."And what is your function here? She asked Tony eventually." after Felicity had departed."Whatever you and the other ladies want it to be madam. I am here to do anything, or provide anything which will make your stay more comfortable" You sound like a hotel manager."Tony laughed. "Well in a way I suppose I am, but my terms of reference. 999% that you are the baby's father. It should have been 100% because I'm that sure."I had tears in my eyes listening to Julie. I was going to be a father. Julie didn't know the sex of the baby yet but said she would know when I got home the following month.Julie said, "Shawn, there is something I need to ask you." What is it, Sweetheart?" I asked."Will you marry me?" she asked."Aren't I suppose to ask you?" I said."You asked me last time. I thought I'd ask you this time," she replied."I'll. This is just somewhere I can drop those short, steamy, mind-control story ideas that get stuck in my head from time to time for you to (hopefully) enjoy. It's not the beginning of an epic saga or even a sweeping chronicle. No, Most Patient Reader. It will simply be a collection of 5k - 20k word smutty stories that will each have a beginning, middle and end written by yours truly.Think of it as a psychic dumping ground of an over-active imagination that spends far too much time obsessing about.