"My knees were quivering, and when someone offered me a flute of champagne I took it gratefully and drank every drop of it without stopping, holding o...ut the glass for a refill."She has a large thirst, ya?" the man said to Jake."Oh yeah. In every way," he replied, grinning at me.I looked at each of the men, slowly, one by one. There were seven of them, and they came in all sizes and ages, from a young man clearly not out of his twenties, to an older gentlemen in his sixties. "So," I said after. What's your name? You've been mostly delirious since I've been taking care of you and I don't know your name.''J J J e e se, ' he croaked.'Well, Jesse, you just lie back and enjoy. I never saw a man yet that didn't enjoy a good stroking and it fulfills my needs nicely. In fact, I don't know which turns me on more, stroking your equipment or rubbing your stump. That really gets me horny!'Jesse tensed. He could feel a long unused load about to erupt.He said, ' I, I'm m goin' t t to shoot r real s. I am above him. he is below me. I am his Deity. he is my worshiper. I am his Goddess. he is my slave. he adores me. he worships me. he glorifies me. his life and his whole being is dependent on me. Without me, he is nothing. Without me, he is dirt. Without me, he is powerless. Without me, he is lost. Without me, he is doomed. Without me, he cannot accomplish anything in his life. I raise him up and I throw him down. I can make him or break him. It is his job to Love, Serve, Adore, and Worship. I thought I heard sniffling. She wiped at her eyes and looked back my way. “Not anymore. Now I guess I'm a just what my M@m@ said I'd be. Just a runaway. M@m@ will be so happy that she was right about me after all. I'll be just what she always said I'd be. Just another whore on the street.” “Hey, come on, now, that's not true” I said gently. I reached over and put a comforting hand on her shoulder. “If it wasn't true Bart, I wouldn't be in your car and I wouldn't be planning to pay for my.