“Harry?” I ask as he steps closer still.“And you are?” the man cocks his head before stopping a few feet in front of me.The woman moves to his...rear and asks, “Are you one of those monsters?” She’s armed with a baseball bat and is keeping her distance, a step behind her companion.“No!” I reply adamantly.“How can we know for sure?” Harry asks the obvious.“Come on, I don’t look fucking dead do I,” I shrug my shoulders. “And all those things have red, glowing eyes.”“It’s true,” the lady nods her. “I’ve had just about enough out of you!” he roared. “Just wait till I was cracking a smile to the Spencer’s audience. get you back to the motel.”With that, he pushed me to my feet and marched me toward the door. I didn’t even have a chance to pull my pants up, so my cock and balls (which were half-excited, like they always got when Spencer spanked me) were dangling between my legs and my pink rump was on display.There were a couple of teenagers on duty, together with one guy in his fifties “A”. He says You two are fucking great, brilliant! My lovely Celeste is a great horny MILF and you are one obedient little fucker! This should be worth a lot! I didnt know what to think or say. Ray had not been visible or said anything about me having sex with his wife. All of a sudden he shows up after Im finishing licking his wifes pussy and Im thinking Aw fuck! I havent gotten off yet! And what does he mean that this should be worth a lot? Ray walked over to the couch on our left and sat down.. "Jack unlocked the passenger side and opened the door for me. Such a gentleman."Oh, Jack. You're so sweet. But, you've been lying to Roberta for years." I climbed into the car, inhaling the smells of prisoner sweat, urine and vomit, coffee, donuts, and mace."You're right, honey. I just don't know. The years passing were a tough time for me. I remember feeling old and useless. I was dragging each day through work, one foot in front of the other, until I saw you. I remember when we first met in.