But what if he didn't?Harry watched the clock tick as if it represented how much time he hadleft to live.Finally, he could take it no longer, and left... the room.He had no idea where he was going, he just felt he had to keep moving orthe need for Gee would overwhelm him. He drifted towards the nearbystrip mall, which had a couple of all night businesses - a pub, alaundromat, and a pizza place.But he didn't stop at any of these, but turned up the street towards theuniversity.He found himself. Her blouse was unbuttoned just enough to see the lace trim of her black satin bra and the pearl necklace and high heels she topped her outfit off with were just perfect.After dinner, we went to the hotel for a drink and we were sat at the bar. I sat there mesmerized by how stunning she looked, how the purple satin of her fitted blouse caught the light and seemed to caress her body with the lightest move. Suddenly I was shaken out of my thoughts by the sound of someone speaking English. We both. I'd sometimes swallow down a dozen loads of cum before the crowd wassatiated, but only on a few occasions was I able to get several guys in aroom at the same time.In San Francisco, on a trip, I discovered a sex club where not only couldI suck off a large number of guys, always in the open, and there wasalways a large audience watching. And there were also occasions where I could service a group of men at thesame time, going back and forth between cocks with hands and mouth anddevouring spurt. I cannot draw breath, every step I take sends a jolt of pain outwards from my heart racking my extremities with the very anguish that my darling must be going through. Every conscious thought a lament to what could have been, followed by the inevitable question,’ what if?’ My every thought sears the very foundation of my being with the knowledge of the irresponsibility, the selfishness with which I dabbled with my angel’s heart and now that the reality has set in, I can feel myself being.