The guy they called QB handed me a towel so that I could clean off gobs of gooey semen dribbling down my face. One shot had hit me in the eye and that...really stung. Thanking QB, I ran to the bedroom bathroom to properly cleanup and fix my hair that looked like I'd come in from a hurricane. I figured my performance at the party was pretty much over. It wasn't. Leaving the bathroom, I was met with a group of drunk guys, drunk with lust. Sure, they were a little beer drunk too but the word. But I told Barry all of this, and he understood my feelings and misgivings, and how I had been hurt so badly, but he persisted with me, we became great buddies at first, talking about anything and everything, I learned he was such a trusting loyal man, although I knew he was married, and in an unloving relationship, I slowly but surely understood this man, and wanted to be part of his day to day routine, as he did mine, not a day passed where we did not chat, teasing and flirting with one. There was a couple in the lobby, signing in, so I impatiently waited for them to finish their business and leave.At last, the lobby was empty except for the clerk behind his counter. My luck had been excellent all day so hopefully, it would continue, and getting the key would be no problem.Boobs bouncing and ass shaking I strutted my stuff into the well-lit motel lobby. The clerk's eyes got big as I approached and I had to smile at my passing thought, that I hoped his eyes weren't the only part. She told my motherThat I passed the test and she wanted to know if it would be okay if I stayed theNight. She told her that she needed help moving some things around the house.When my mother was talking Mrs. Glass would start back giving me A world class blow job. Mrs. Glass told my mother that she would pay me Or consider the work as extra credit for an upcoming test. Those Words made my mother agree to me staying the night. After we got off the phone with my mother. Mrs. Glass lead me up.