"He's just a kid, right?"Beth sighed. "Well, he is and he isn't. If you want to point at one person and say 'he started the club' it would be Toby or ...on -- probably Toby, because Lon came up with the concept, but Toby made it work." You learn to let him run shit," Fred added. "He gets things done, him and that girl Amy. I ain't never met that Lon guy -- only Toby." Beth looked away and said nothing.In the 'massage parlor, ' the 'happy endings' didn't all occur at the same moment. Noreen and. Before I realised, he was crouching between my spread legs. I could feel his hot dick sliding against my wetness. I could see the hunger on his face as I gazed at him. I wanted it, I wanted it so bad. As if reading my thoughts he smiled and took hold of his dick and rubbed his shaft against my clit and pussy, making me tense up as it was still sensitive from the orgasm and with a swift thrust of his hips. He plunged his dick deep into me. Pleasure took my body over completely as he didn't wait. " Well, I thought in my fantasies how someone like you needed the right guy..." You?" she laughed, "it turned you on?" No! Well, I suppose... in a way. But I like happy endings. I listened to your later stuff and I heard someone who was happier. Had maybe found love? Like the ending of a soap opera?" Ha!" she laughed, "except soap operas don't end. Now you understand that I was never all that full of resentment. Sure, I had some disappointments, but it was fashionable in the early nineties to. He pulled my head over to his and kissed me deeply while his hands wandered over my body. He was tweaking my nipples one minute and rubbing my clit the next… my hands found his cock and began stroking it … It felt so heavy and huge in my hands and I thought that this guy would make a good actor in some of those X rated movies I’d seen. His cock seemed to have a life of it’s own and holding it in my hands seemed to make it all sort of surreal.I broke the kiss with him and told him that I thought.