If she could have screamed she would have, her mouth was hanging open but only the sound of bells escaped her lips. Her blue eyes followed his fist u...p and down, up and down over his cock. Pinned in place she could escape her fate. Her terror wouldn’t even let her close her eyes. She witnessed everything in slow motion. When he started getting close she saw every change. The skin of his scrotum shriveling and pulling in close to his body. The angry purple crown growing as more blood. Pulling Bud aside, Stevie pitched his voice low so that the girls couldn't hear. "Relax. If you can't get hard, just start licking." Wha..." Bud pulled away, unsure what Stevie was implying."Some guys get stage fright," Stevie explained. "Just take your time and concentrate on the girls. I'll take care of the rest." Whenever you boys are ready," Goldie called.Bud looked over Stevie's shoulder. The girls stood ready by the sofa, comfortably leaning against each other. Goldie stood behind Kelly,. I asked along the way what was awaiting me there. They smiled that I was anticipating something more, but I was told I would find out soon enough. I knew it wasn’t a bull, that was how I ended up being hooked up to a milking machine.Fans and Jager appeared at the open barn door and waved us on. It wasn’t lost on me that all the guys had pulled their pants back up leaving me still the only one naked. Whatever was planned for me next, it apparently wasn’t going to involve any of the guys. And, it. I wanted to go home to Tennessee. But I also wanted to go home complete.I figured that if something were to happen to me while working my ass on the streets, this would be a good time to get things right with the man upstairs.I walked into the confession booth and sat down. I gave the sign of the trinity as I heard the priest sit down beside the booth."Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned," I said."What brings you to confession?" the priest asked."I'm a prostitute, Father," I said. "I give sex.