“Prove it.” Ben said. “Okay, name some Greek Gods.” “What? “The trigger word that I’ve been programmed to orgasm to is the name of a Greek God.” “Oh, right, err; Apollo, Zeus, Ares, Atlas.” “What was the name of the god of fertility, the one with a huge penis?” I made sure that I had nothing in my hands. “Oh, err, the name ended in ‘pus’. I remember that because it goes with the huge cock; err, ‘P’, ‘Priapus’, that’s it ‘Priapus’ am I right? Oh my gawd Georgia, are you _____ are you cumming? You are aren’t you?” I was; and it was a good job that I was sat down. “You’re not faking that are you?” I vaguely heard. Two minutes later Ben said, “It really works Georgia; every time that someone says ‘Priapus’ you have an orgasm?” And I did – again. “Shit; sorry indian Georgia.” I vaguely heard. Two minutes later Ben said, “Does John know about this?” I agreed, it didn’t really matter to me where we closed, as long as I got paid. “You as much as indicated it that first day.” I pushed my stockings down my legs and yanked them from my feet after kicking my heels off. Manda was loving it. It wasn’t enough for the rent and food and Visa bills. After a month of doing two to three rallies or dinners a day, I was still scared to go out there. She could only stick out her arms just under her rib cage, which did absolutely nothing to protect her from falling chest-first into the unforgiving dirt. I watched as Mary squeezed and kneaded my Daddy's balls. I drank a glass of water to calm myself down. And the special objects hidden in our room. I sent her here as a companion for my dear friend Clara, as a way of building bridges. Number two, I will always do what I am asked to in order to get credit for this class." His grunts and her moans echoed throughout the storeroom as he fucked her harder and harder, faster and faster. Molly and Jack looked up and at each other in awkward ambivalence. How does that sound?” shirt. As she went down in the elevator, she wasn’t sure what to feel. “Everythnig ok?” She took a playful, though cautious, step forward. He withdrew the syringe and proceeded to lube up his own cock, stroking it and making a big show out of it as I watched. If my hands were great, hers were even better. She said if you really don't mind, I said indian not it's a King Bed. As we were sitting and chatting, my mind drifted off to Michael. As I finally managed to turn my head facing the other way the coach quickly moved to the other side of the bed and continued to smear now the other side of my face with his sticky thick goo.