?They use me for their entertainment. They fuck me for their pleasure. They sell me for money? and I like it. Damn it! I like it? and I am ashamed...of the pleasure I get from it. And DAMN you for sending me here? but here I am and have been for these past few months. I am not who I was then nor do I wish to return to that person. There are things about ME that I found here, enjoy here, and wish to maintain HERE.??And if I do not want to share you?? Scott trailed off into silence. The décor was trendy and there was a mirrored bar, a DJ booth and a large dance floor. The club was dimly lit but from all appearances it was the same as any one of hundreds of other nightspots that dotted the D.C.-Baltimore area. The crowd was mostly in their late twenties and thirties, but there were some older couples and a number of younger women in groups by themselves. One slight clue that this club might be a little different was the suggestive dress of many of the women. Lots of skin. ”The other couple looked my way. I guess that explained to them why I was practically a three-second wonder. “Anyway,” Addie went on, “that’s why no sex last night… and yeah, it about killed me.”Jocelyn surprised all of us I think. “This guy,” pointing to the same spot on her stomach, “what’s it like? Are there any more like him?”We all laughed, not so sure that Cameron thought the question was funny, though. “Wellll,” Addie answered, “you honestly can’t even imagine what it’s like. And yes, he. I grabbed the vaseline and told him just put a little on your finger so it slides in and out of my a$$. He says to me are you sure you want me to do this and I said Hell yeah I'm sure so he stuck his fingers in the jar of vaseline and said "Let me try it first" and I said here let me get into a good position,oooh that feels so good as he only probed me an with his finger. I said to him Please probe me further which he laughed and he said Where do you get this kind of talk? and I said now place.