"They said their goodbyes, and hung up. Angel realized that she had one more person to tell.Her mother wasn't entirely happy that she would be going s... far away for the shopping, but agreed with the reasoning. She also wasn't happy that Angel would be doing it all without her. Angel promised that she would save most of the credits for a time when the two of them could go.Her parents were ambivalent on the whole issue of the swap shops. They were too much like thrift shops. They had nothing. This was the first time I'd come in contact with her asshole. The moan was louder still.I continued this a few times, playing with her little star as I passed it, then delaying and playing some more until I was just concentrating on her asshole.By this time she was squirming and almost constantly moaning. "I need you in me. Loosen me up with your finger."I opened the jar of Vaseline and dipped my index finger in it. I moved to her butt and swirled it around the edge of the hole. Another dip in. “Okay, I think I’m ready to start,” I said.“Then I’ll start recording,” said Dr Maltby. “There’s a very good internal microphone but it would help if you spoke slowly and clearly.”I nodded.Dr Maltby pressed some keys on his laptop, then said, “Dr Keelan Maltby interview with Kevin Randell at...” Then he said the date and time and the name of a university teaching hospital.“Wait, I’m not at the city hospital?” I asked, as it dawned on me that I wasn’t even in the same state. I decided not to. Victor let himself be pulled away along the wall into an alcove filled with bright white light. In it, they passed a drunk man fumbling for money under the gaze of a bored looking stripper and went into a dark area with a row of private booths. Each booth was darker than the next and as they passed them some semi illegal activities were happening in one after another. Taris pulled him all the way to the end of the booths. At the end, instead of a booth a darkened hall took them further back to.