Sam had been hysterical when her father took her phone away. His staff packed up her room while her mother tried to calm her down. She got away for a ...bit to talk to Simon and he relayed her message to me.I love you. I’ll call you as soon as I can.Only she’d never be able to call me again. The plane had some kind of engine trouble and crashed in a farmer’s field. My mind imagined her final moments on a horrifying endless loop. She was gone. Really gone. I still couldn’t believe it.At one point I. “So, you really have six lads all in awe of you, eh? That could prove very useful indeed! Boss man’s gonna be really pissed when he learns that you own all of his busboys, though. I might not be able to eat there again!” I laughed as I counted the number of pussy bois who lived to serve their blonde Goddess, Brittany.Six boyfriends ... that could prove expensive, but Brittany was likely to be able to bring more than a little money in herself, one way or the other. More to the point, she was. I nodded and she smiled and beckoned me forward with a finger. I entered the box and sat down on the stool she had provided me. She must have passed the word that there was a willing cock sucker in the box because in less than a minute a hard cock entered through one of the openings. I immediately began fellating it and was rewarded with some praise as the strobe light began. Soon, another cock appeared and I began to stroke it. I realized why she had placed the stool in the box because it. Angela whimpered, and said, "Oh, this is so decadent."I asked if that meant she liked it or she did not like it? Her response was a blush from her face down to her gorgeous tits.When I finished peeing I asked her if she had to go and she nodded yes and added, "But I can't go with you watching me."I assured her she could and positioned her over the toilet while facing it as if she was a man. I bent her knees and said, "Go ahead." Angela stood up and whirled to face me and said, "I can't."I spun.