You in a bar at this hour? Well, happy to see you here. Who’s the mousie little shy girl waiting for? Have you a secret tryst, a sexy date?”, said... Marylou endlessy with overacted happiness and eyeing my surprised reaction.I couldn’t hardly talk after such a tirade. “Hello Marylou, no, no, no, it’s not what you think, I…”, I said. “Who’s the lucky guy? Robert, Daniel or this guy Jamal? I know, I know, the exotic new boy from Brazil, let me see, Diego Alves!”, insisted her like a teenager fan. I had fairly large hands, but hiswere larger than mine. We were about the same height, but he carriedabout thirty pounds more than me. None of it appeared to be fat. Exceptfor a slight limp, he seemed to be in perfect shape. He was dressed muchas I was, although his polo shirt was green. To a casual observer, hemight have been my father. We looked like men cut from the same cloth. Itook an instant liking to him."Rich Baxter," I replied.He shook his head with a smile. "Not anymore. Remember?"I. When i get excited some things escape me?? ?Stand up o.? Master instructed. ?You can count themStephanie, as you can see they are in groups of five.? Steph began to count, Five, ten,fifteen, twenty?? Master had me turn as necessary. ??sixty-two. Oh, my god, o,how could you do it?? i couldn?t quite tell if it was horror or awe, or both,in Steph?s voice. ?Master is very good at pacing me. And, actually, your countdoesn?t include the early strokes that didn?t leave marks. Those strokes justsort of. It's just for me." (not the myriad of girls she suspected he'd been with) She held his face still in her hands and matched his eyes, scant inches apart. She lifted then and whispered something into his far ear, away from me, so softly that I never knew what was said to this very day. I've never made an inquiry. They had many secrets, those two, it was the way it was and the way it had to be. I knew that at once and never fought it. I knew better. He'd sealed her portal with his cock, or, just.