On those walls were articles, presumably reviews of Alex’s works. From what Holly had read, they were amazing. She noticed the rather bulbous gray c...t resting on the window ledge, and she smiled in its direction before she realized Alex was tapping his foot. Impatiently. ‘I’m sorry, I wasn’t listening,’ Holly apologized, turning to see the ominous look on Alex’s face. ‘I was admiring your home, it’s gorgeous.’ And so are you, she thought, finally taking in her new employer. Alexander Grant was. ” He knew I didn’t mean it, and gave me the stuff to go to work. I bent over to grab the hose and bending up heard a collective “dammnnnn!” I laughed a lil bit and just started walking around spraying the car. I heard a pic “snap” and turned and said that was not cool, I didn’t want pics of this! Devon told me to calm down and that it was cool, but then a bunch of the dudes asked if no face pics were alright. I didn’t like the idea at first, but caved after seeing the group of guys basically. " Holy shit! I can't tattoo the two youngest ones. They're both underage. The eighteen-year-old is just barely legal. The cops are watching me like a hawk. I put a tiny heart on the ankle of a fourteen-year-old chick a few months ago, and they've been on my back ever since. Sorry." Could you make a house call?" I tried to convince Eddie to let the legalities slide a bit. "I'll double your fee, and their mother here, will give you a real nice tip" Just what kind of tip would make me want to take. I had fantasies of sucking those guys hard dicks and having them fuck me. Unfortunately for me I grew up in a small town and finding someone whose cock I could suck was not really possible.It wasn't until I was a lot older that I was able to go to nearby bigger towns and find the gay hangouts. I still remember the first guy I met at this local gay pickup spot. We snuck off into the woods together and sucked each others cocks. I was changed forever.I started having fantasies of being a whore for.