"OH NO!" was practically a chorus from them. I know they were thinking , "Which one of us is going to blow this guy?"Then there was the sound of a "cl...nk". The cue ball lazily rolled down the table after hitting the eight ball and slowly dropped into the corner pocket. A SCRATCH! Game over! I LOST! They WON!I took two $50 dollar bills out of my pocket and plunked them down on the bar and started to head for the door. "Pan Head" stopped me. "O.K., Partner, it's time payup for the blow jobs!" He. But I was not going to complain. I walked into the bedroom and she was already naked as she grabbed me by the belt and pulled me to the bed. She undid my pants and threw them to the floor. She grabbed my hard cock, with eager force, and shoved it in her mouth. I could not believe how she was acting, but I liked it, was so exciting I could not hold back as I exploded into her mouth. She sucked every last drop from my cock, which was a first for her, she always said it was gross and would make. Mark had to be stopped. Soon. America was a shadow of its former self. Once we were strong and independent—we had freedom. Now most of the Country meekly did whatever he said. They were just drones, happy to follow his commands. There was no passion, no heart or soul anymore, just polite people. Mark had robbed the Nation of its will. Despair had broken my heart.For sixth months we have been trying to kill Mark, and failed every time. He was powerful. He had more tricks up his sleeve then any. Just observe you topless. Then I'll step back and demand you dance to a beat only you can hear. I love the way you move and swish your hair about and sway your body; love the way you tease me with your gyrations and turns, bending away from me, showing off your beautiful behind, lifting the skirt halfway and slapping each exposed cheek. The sight of the crease beneath your bottom and the sound of the spanks echoing round the room turns me on immeasurably."He paused for a moment and I breathed.