Once things were underway, he learned a few things that he had been previously unaware of. His Uncle Ezra had a half a dozen or so patents that had pa...d off handsomely. He had invested the proceeds in stocks, land, and in several business ventures where he had remained the silent partner. One of the last things he had done before he died was to sell mineral rights to some land he owned where plutonium had been found. It turned out that the total value of his assets now exceeded more than. I don’t tell and neither does he. He’s an older man who grew up when sexual orientation was straight and nothing else. He used to manage a brothel for gay men in his younger days.“When does Bonnie get off shift?” I ask him.He chuckles deep in his throat, a smile crossing his face. “Not even healed from your last adventure and you’re already sizing up for another one, eh?”“Uncontrollable appetite doc. What is a girl to do?” I smile back.He chuckles one more time and hands me a prescription for. I wanted him to fail at everything. I wanted him mentally and physically totally fucked up. Eventually, his only refuge in life would be my dick up his ass or in his mouth. That would be his only safe haven. If that was the only time his life wasn't full of pain and humiliation, he would come to crave me...to need my cock. to crave me...to need my cock. After an hour and a half we finally had most of the brown rubber dick up his hole. His entire body was stiff and in agony, but then I ordered. The other girls followed us out and we all piled into the stretch Limo that was waiting for us. Then on to our hotel. We had a beautiful Suite with two King bedrooms and a beautiful living room and kitchen. Of course there was a large Lani with a gorgeous ocean, beach view. All in all very comfortable accomadations. I picked the room I wanted and decided to have a different girl sleep with me each night and the others would have to share the king bed in the other bedroom. Oh boy, this was going.