"Josh, do you mind disappearing for a while when we get to Nicole's apartment? I'd like some one on one with Darren before we all get together.Not at ...ll. I haven't been painting, and the need to work is becoming acute.We picked up my luggage, and I sat next to Darren in the limo."Josh, Wanda called me just before I left to catch the flight here. She's arranged a one-man show of your work in Albright's, the best gallery that handles your style and medium, she says." When?" In a month. I'm not. By that time I sat on the sofa and asked him is this how he treats his guests. He came back grabbed me by the neck and forced me to sit on the floor. He said I am not a guest. I am his slave and this is how slaves are treated. I drank water sitting on the floor.He kept his leg on my boobs trying to insert his thumb in my cleavage. Once I was done drinking water, he picked me up in his arms and took me to his bedroom. He had not bathed that day. I could smell his sweat which was intoxicating. He. What I said broke the dam, and now Molly was crying uncontrollably into her hands. I gulped and had to steel my own nerves. I had to continue. “She set everything up, planned a lot of it. She got me to destabilize your bed, she got me to plant the dog hair…”Molly’s crying was quiet but noticeable before, but now her sobs were like screams. “No!!” she practically screamed into her hands.I was crying now too. I could feel it. I had to continue. “I’m sorry, Molly. I-”“Shut up! Just stop!!” her. I kissed the head lightly and moved my hand back down the shaft.I opened my mouth and lowered my head over him. I slid down until he touched the back of my throat. Fuck, there was still at least 8 inches outside my mouth as I ran my hand up and down. This fucking monster was going to reach my stomach. I pulled back slowly, running my tongue under the cock as it moved out. I ran my tongue down the shaft slowly, kissing and sucking gently until I reached his balls. I pulled them up and then.