Beverly was totally overcome.“Mistress, Please! Please I beg you, please let me cum! Please I ... I can’t stand this anymore! Pleease!” she crie...d.“Your NAME!” Mistress Payne demanded. She was getting tired of this game and her tone was changing. She had things to do and couldn’t be wasting time on this insolent trespasser. She was hired to get information from this woman and she was damn well going to get it!Somehow Beverly maintained just enough of her mind to recognize the Mistress’s change. ..... Margaret what are you doing here? Alison said surprised, the two having met several times. “Er......I was helping.....well......” responded Margaret. I jumped to my feet and flung on a pair of shorts and t-shirt and rushed through the living room where the two were talking, Alison not believing any of the rubbish Margaret was telling her and when she caught an eyeful of my half erect cock sticking out protected only by a pair of shorts, she had already worked out what was going on.. The bartender looked at me nervously as he glanced sideways at my friend getting fucked in the corner. I shrugged and requested a glass of wine as well.“She’ll probably be thirsty when this is all over,” I said.He nodded and stared at me like I was from another planet.I took the glasses back to my table and resumed my seat.By now four of the guys she started with were done. They were gasping for breath and sitting on stools or on the floor against the wall. The two remaining guys were dripping. .." Men?" Kalliste asked, smiling. With her generous mouth her smile seemed to light up her whole face."Yes... no, I don't know." Tasha seemed to deflate onto herself as she sank onto a stool in the corner. "I don't know what to do. It seems like every man I've met is a jerk." She laughed bitterly. "I should give up on love. It seems to bring nothing but pain." A woman needs love," Kalliste said. "Men?" She shook her head. "Most men do, too, though I think there are some men who find the love.