If I do not begin there is ­nothing but shadow for me, and that is not the way.This is the last time I will come to this place. I do not know where I... go from here, but there will I go.“Well, Maggie, have you met our boy yet?” It was Morris Steinberg, finally freed of the checkout chores of the front desk, walking out through the sliding glass doors.She smiled. “What do you think?” she asked, gesturing down at her still-dripping clothes.He laughed. “Teach you to stay back. I do. Keep over by the. I realize that the cam is catching all of this andthat makes me excited, knowing strangers can watch me suck cock whilebeing a sissy slave. Marc is having a blast fucking my mouth andcalling me slut, sissy, cocksucker, motel bitch, and says he can't waitto see me sucking strangers off. He's looking at the laptop and tellsme to look at the cam while I'm sucking him and I look directly at itwhile he's fucking my face and that gets him really excited.As this is going on, with me sucking Marc off,. All too soon Hey Jude was playing, seven minutes long if he remembered correctly, and her scent seemed to envelop him like her personality as she danced closer and closer. By the time the song was at ‘na, na, na nananaNa’ she was singing along and pulling him and Mo into a huddle.“C’mon guys,” she urged them. “nananaNa!” She pulled harder. Seriously he’d have had to fight to get out of it. He sang along a bit, until mercifully the song ended. Okay well he was grinning, and so was Mo even. “So. ‘I told you that Candy was a whore. You just thought I was jealous.’ He suddenly lit up, ‘I’d like to thank you for all of the legs you’ve opened over these years.’ Dan felt his face warm. ‘That’s not why…’ ‘Yeah, yeah. That’s not why you wrote it. You wrote it because you were hard up and you thought you were in love. Well, look how wrong you were. Just use the song for what it is. A strange magnet.’ Dan sighed, ‘Fine, Jer.’ ‘Why don’t you go out and enjoy the show. I’ll line something up for.