" Awful late for you to be out, ain't it Alex?"They all knew Alex by name, and liked him, but they also knew he wasn't going to be a paying customer.A...lex swept the black stetson from his head and wiped his boots on the little rug by the entrance door as he let the door swing to behind him. He used his hat to knock some of the dust off his clothes before he moved beyond the rug."Evenin' ladies," he told them politely. "Has Jack Overstreet been in tonight?" Ain't seem him, Alex," one of the. " Rocks off, Dick." No need to be rude!" No, I mean, the phrase. It's get your rocks off." Not if you've got a foot fetish, darling."Jemima stared at him, her mouth slightly open."I'm not even going to ask."The lift doors slid open, revealing a small group of businessmen. Richard stepped back and allowed Jemima to walk out first. The group parted as she walked through, her battle-axe demeanor cascading waves of fear through them."She's a truly spunky spitfire, that one," announced Richard. His hands and knees ached from the concrete but he relished the painin anticipation of his fate to come. He knelt submissively at the door andwaited. He suspected that they were watching him so he posed like a prize animalat a show. He arched his back and thrust his ass high in the air, showing thathe was ready for anything. He lowered his head in submission, to prove thathe was lowly and insignificant. His erection couldn't be seen in his kneelingposition but it was red from arousal and. ”The tallest boy, with slender build, a short Afro, and bright brown eyes, “They call me Karim. Accent on the second syllable.”“I’ll remember that.”The most athletic looking boy, with bored expression, soft spoken, “Michael.”“What happened to your enthusiasm of one minute ago?”“Uh, um…I wanted to be captain. But now that you picked me, I don’t want to.”Compassionately, “You know Michael, I think you’re gonna be a way cool captain.”Breathing a sigh of relief, eyes lighting up, “Ya think so!?”“I.