’ I scribbled on a piece of paper & passed it to her. I didn’t want the driver to spot me going into the MLA’s hostel. She tucked the paper into...her bosom after reading it and gave me a quick nod, then again determinedly looked out the window. I got her room number from a bored looking man at the reception desk of the MLA’s Hostel and proceeded to her room. It was situated on the uppermost floor, in an area reserved for VIPs. The rooms here were all air-conditioned. The door opened almost as. Again he pulled up and left without a word. Now I love being a slut and I love being nothing more than fuck and suck holes for horny guys with big cocks. But I really loved being used and used hard in front of an audience. I went back to the theater every night for two weeks just hoping to be face ****d again.About a month later my Master came in and this time he brought a friend, another young black guy dressed all in blue. I thought I was going to be face fucked by both of them and my cock. ”Another swallow. Once more I filled Julian’s glass.“I wasn’t trying to look like anything other than myself, I mean, this part of myself.”“And he did, Dad,” Harper put in. “He looked great.”Harper leaned over to kiss Julian.“Anyway,” Julian continued, “I got asked to dance by a fairly cute guy right off.”Julian shook his head in disgust or disappointment.“We danced kind of apart and kind of together, but when he grabbed my boob ‘by accident’ I decided that was it. Lucky he didn’t reach between. Her feet were adorned with flat sandals, and wore two silver toe rings, one on each foot. A fairly tight sleeveless tank top with a matching silk scarf d****d around her neck completed her look, the neckline plunging enough to put her near-perfect cleavage on display where a dainty pendant nestled teasingly therein. She had short, curly brown hair and black glasses, with just a hint of freckling on her skin. She ran her fingers idly through her hair, and I caught a glimpse of a delicate.