One Friday, in late November I was alone at home. Lack of sex, for the last 45 days (Yes, I was counting), had already made me very frustrated and hor...ny. I had to do something about it. Otherwise, I would go crazy. At last, I made up my mind. I picked up the phone and dialed a number. It was the number Annie gave me in case, I needed a quick solution when I couldn't prepare a meal in time for dinner."Hello, this Cindy Brown. Lake Road 4403. It's an emergency. I'd like to order a medium size. I was hoping for a big loss to offset my taxes when I won the Five hundred ninety million, five hundred twenty thousand. I don't have a clue what I'm doing ... I've only done this once before in my life."The croupier spun the wheel ... tossed the ball in the other direction ... it rattled around and bounced, finally coming to a stop on double zero. "Double zero," he called. "No bets on double zero." He cleared the table."Hold up, Charley ... folks ... I'm gonna need a couple of minutes to check. While she was hanging and being sandwiched by John and Jacob, she was breathing heavily. John move her head to look into her eyes. She had saliva dripping out of her mouth. She is looks like as if she had fainted, so John slap her face to wake her up but she didn't react only breathing heavily. John laughed, "omg, this whore is in her fantasy world". He and Jacob look to the camera and counted one two three and pulled out together. Isabelle body fell to the ground. They pinched her nipple and. Joe had a feeling that Craig was going to find someone else that day. He didn't blame him. Joe took Craig's genuine words to enjoy himself to be comforting. He knew he meant it and Joe vowed to no longer doubt him. He assumed Craig was going to get with someone back at the hotel, but felt good about knowing he loved him and treated this whole weekend as an opportunity to enjoy sex on different levels.Joe ventured back out into the club, hoping he would not run across the white guy that was.