"I stepped away. "No!" I said, sharply, stepping backwards. "I really can't. I sometimes work with customers in my job, and I just don't think it's ve...ry professional." I see businessmen with earrings all the time," Susan piped up.I glared at her to shut up."And my boss, you know Ed? He wears an earring," Janice pointed out.That's true, I thought. And her boss, 6'3" (190 cm), was certainly no sissy.Janice stepped close to me, put her hand behind my head and placed her lips next to my ear."Paul,". I enjoy working for Magus. I think you’ll enjoy working with Titus.”“Really?” Nestor said.“No two days are the same around here. I have plenty of time to read. It is a rare occasion when I have to look and act tough,” Phil said.Nestor said, “I’m kind of worried about that look and act tough part of this job. I’m a poet at heart.”“I know what you mean, I’m a historian,” Phil said.Nestor said, “I guess there is about as much demand for historians as there are for literature majors.”“Yeah. Magus. The thought of it sent me over the top. I told Rick that I was cumming. Still laying on my back, I masturbated until my load shot straight up as my cum landed in long streams of semen across my chest and stomach. "Yeah boi.. does my dick feel THAT good?" All I could say was, "holy fuck," as I shot my load and gritted my teeth. I came hard and it felt perfect. I was so relieved.It was a matter of seconds after that. Rick said, "fuck, I'm nutting." Ricks cum blasted inside my ass. He never made. I had wandered into a different world, and to my own dismay, I was beginning to enjoy it. At breakfast there was a lot of talk about how bold it had been for the outlaws to have tried to take out Carson like that. I mostly sat back and listened. It wasn’t my place to say anything. It was Carson who turned to me and said it was because of this brother that his precious Jessica had survived and every one raised a glass or cup as a salute. I returned the salute and drank. Kristen stayed near me.