C u 2moro. enjoy d rest of your night" I closed my phone and sighed deeply. I had two options. I could either make my way home or go solo to a straigh... club. I fixed my hair and make up in the bathroom mirror. As I fixed my hair I turned around to find a woman standing there. She was beautiful. I smiled at her and she smiled back. Without a word she stepped forward and began to kiss me. He hands caressed my nipples through my dress. One part of me wanted to push her away but the more curious. These were posted for visitors to read on bulletin boards in the customer and visitor areas, and she insisted that I be quite graphic in my descriptions. Unique combinations of aphrodisiacs were given all of us, so that we developed an intractable craving for our work, no matter how corrupt, and after awhile the intense addiction rivaled that experienced by the heroin addict. I was scheduled for at least two odorous sessions per day, sometimes more, and these, composed of both younger, and. Keith pulled himself upright, panting as he helped Steve to get up from the desk, they stood hugging and kissing each other as Steve felt cum leaking out of his ass and down his legs.As they pulled apart Keith caressed Steve’s hairy chest and reached down to feel his dick, he felt it respond and start to grow to its full 9 inches, “You have not fucked me yet, it’s time I felt you inside me” Keith asked Steve who replied “I would love to fuck you, get on my desk and put your legs on my. It’s always been that way. Longer than I can remember. And my memory’s good. Real good. Take World War II for instance. No, my memory’s not that good, but I read about it. Read a lot. I probably know more about World War II than anyone alive. And it was all media hype.One good headline and before long, there were shortages of tires, gas rationing, lines a mile long to sign up for the army. The media blew it all out of proportion and we just went about our daily lives, living with the hype and.