They punked me and maxed out my credit card. Nowundo this damn shackle and let me out of here. Sorry you got fuckedover, but sometimes that happens wh...en people get punked." They punked you?" said the man, scratching his chin. "Then so will I! Ithink I can sell that. Brenda, call Wanda and get her team here withinthe hour." Wait, what does that mean?" asked Roger, getting nervous."I guess you never read your contract before you signed it!" said theman, grinning and pointing to himself. "It means. She is sure she is going to become one of the most famous singers in the world, and the people who don't approve of her because of her kinks and outrageous appetite for sex will have to get over it! At s*******n, she goes out into the twisted world of Los Angeles to whore for Al Lombardi. He doesn't think she should do it, but she insists, and he is not above making money from her. I was hired as the "talent" for a party. My particular "talent" was to pretend I was an eighth grader, little. "Like, do you happen to have them for sale?" No I don't, but if I see them, I'll pick em out for you. I wonder how they taste...?" I said. Verti smiled and left my shop.That Saturday when we went to "help" move crates, I talked to my friend Agash. "Hey Agash, do some of these crates have something called condoms?" I asked. He gave me a weird look when I asked this."Only a few crates have them, the U.S are sending only a few at a time, and you'll be lucky to get the one with those." Agash said.. “Strip naked,” I said while rubbing his dick over his pants.He immediately removed everything. I was still standing at the back. I touched his bare penis with my finger. I slid my finger from his balls to his dick top. It was longer than Nikhil’s best time dick. Then I grabbed it with my hand. It was a little thicker as well. Now my heart was pumping high.I was touching another man. I walked towards the dining table where Nikhil was sitting. On my way, I dropped my gown behind me while walking..