1. "Enola and I are great at pinball," agreed Billy. "What about you two?" "Cherry is better than I am," Tommy admitted. "But we can both play." "The ...est must be to reach a common goal," the brain explained. "Let us say that you must score, between you, 200,000 points within two hours." "That's a lot!" replied Billy. "But we'll give it a go." "But you must also demonstrate your willingness for self sacrifice," the brain added. "It has come to our notice in studying your species, that it causes. FUCK!” I barely resisted screaming out, clutching at her hair. She giggled. I felt it vibrate through me and I could hardly stop from repeating myself. She licked up my shaft from the base until her tongue was spinning around my wet, aching tip. My head fell back; I groaned and held her tighter. Jenna didn’t hold back. Her tongue swirled over me faster and faster, her hand gripped my shaft and the other joined it. Twisting both hands as they stroked me, I was totally lost in the feel of her. It was about 3 A.M. and I was all signals go. I hit the strip and passed back and forth quite a few times seeing what was available. None of what I was seeing looked too impressive (especially compared to some of my last adventures in Orlando) but nothing was going to stop me. I came across a super skinny blonde wearing tight jeans, who was obviously a working girl (and a junkie). The opportunity to pick her up was too perfect.I swooped in and she hopped right in. She was right to the point,. Philippe took the covers off the bed, wedged the pillows between the bed and the wall, and stripped off his shirt. My eyes were on his sculpted chest, on the tight curly hairs, on his tiny, pointed nipples. Then I looked up to his face; his eyes were dark and intense. He was almost leering at me, but there was a hint of friendliness in his grin. I knew I could trust him.Philippe went to the dresser and opened the bottom drawer where I kept my toys. I closed my eyes, not wanting to know what.