"Yes, I'm in the business of telling fables." The man chuckled and turned his head away. "You look busy, and it was rude of me to interrupt you."Levy ...immediately thought about the presentation. He and his least favorite associate, Traddler, were off to Los Angeles to make a pitch to some dot com wunderkinds, thinking about going public. If the firm were retained, the engagement would be worth perhaps a million dollars in fees, and would get the firm's foot in the door of the internet boom,. I looked over the nearly empty rack, and seen a beautiful Victorian style dress. It was all lace and ruffles and as green as emeralds. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad. I could wear the dress again at the charity benefit for the children's hospital next month. It was going to be a costume party in the era of Victorian Times. I looked at the price tag. $150.00 for a costume for one night? Are they kidding? I placed the dress back on the rack, and went back to looking through the others. My eyes. He pulled out of me with a suction pop, and had my Katie lick and suck his cock clean, and then made her lick my anal hole clean. The big guy followed him up on the bed. He lifted my ass up and planted his bigger cock into my ass. The pain of his invasion caused me to see stars. By now I am numb from the pain. He was slamming that monster into me, and I am sure that he was packing my shit back into my intestines. The cum from the other guy did helped lube my star hole a little bit. He fucked me. See you all in the afternoon!’ she exclaimed excitedly as people started clapping and yelling. I watch, frozen, as Christian nods his head to the room and walks out the door. The rest of us mill about the bar for another hour or so, slowing down the drinking as our speech gets slower with it. Finally I yawn and break the news to Matt that I am going home. He tries to get me to stay with him, I politely decline, but promise to spend time with him tomorrow at the wedding. It’s obvious from his.