”He then bolted out of the room. By the time Irisrealized he only gave her $60 and ran outside, he wasalready back in his own room, wherever the...fuck thatwas.“FUCK YOU ASSHOLE!” she yelled down the corridor.Chapter 5: The Wedding“Why do we have to go so early?” Iris whined.“Because your father is an usher. Stop complaining andget dressed!”“Why don’t you drop him off, and come back to get me?”“Because I’m not your personal. ‘This is Paul.’ Chloe smiled, and piroutted along the table, coming so close to me I could feel the hem of her gauzy nightie brush my hand, and her perfume filled my mouth and nose. In my head, I was already imagining Jessica and me fucking in an alley. I tried to recover a little composure by taking a drink of over-priced Shiraz. ‘We saw your act,’ I commented. ‘It was… very good.’ Inwardly, I cursed myself for sounding so lame, but Chloe just bit her lip, her eyes flickering closed and then. W. was. At 6′ 3′ he towered over her 5′ 7′ and spread 245 pounds over that large frame. He looked like a pirate with that scar, but he was really a teddy bear. She hoped he would call her again. If he didn’t, she vowed to call him. Bonnie had looked past the scar. She accepted his dinner invitation because he was a little shy and seemed to be a nice person. After their dinner she knew what a good man J.W. was. A week went by and just as Bonnie thought she would have to call him, J.W. came by. She saw tiny words on the shaft, and read them out loud: "property of Denise Moore." So you're Denise's dildo," his mother said. "I wondered where Mary got you." His mother started stroking him, and was amazed when the dildo became erect. She smiled and carried Roger out of the kitchen. Roger was relieved that he hadn't been thrown into the garbage. But when he saw his mother carrying him into her bedroom, he was suddenly thinking that it would have been better if she had. She placed him on her.