If Silas were here he could probably tell you about several, but I've never tried to keep up with such," Mary said.When I went out into the store I he...ard steps on the boardwalk and then someone tried the door, which was still bolted. I opened it just as Sarah Johnson was about to knock."Good morning Sarah, come in. Mrs Brown and Mrs Clancy and the twins are still in the kitchen. If you'll come with me I might be able to talk them out of a cup of coffee for you," I said, smiling at her."Oh,. I’m not a one nighter, okay?” I grabbed for the rail and felt myself loosing balance. We were halfway down and he got this wild look in his eye. Before I knew what he was doing, he pushed the emergency stop button which sent off a silent alarm to the staff below. “What are you doing?!” I exclaimed as he pinned me up against the rail. “I never said you were a one nighter!” He looked angry. “You just need to pull the stick out of your ass for a minute and—"I cut him off by smacking him square. I squirted more lube on the ping-pong balls and gently shoved the first, then the second one up my anal canal as far as my fingers could push. It felt really good and my ass easily ate them. I thought they were in nice and deep. I got into the car and drove through Starbucks for my fav double espresso iced mocha frappe. I was thirstier than I realized and basically drank the entire thing on my way to the mall. When I got up to walk in I could distinctly feel the 2 ping pong balls in my. Panic is like that. Fear is like that.The worst part of it all was the sudden realization that I was about to become a cliché. I had this instant Polaroid-mental image of how the scene would play out, and it was straight out of a late-night rerun of Law and Order. "Who is she?" "Who knows? Just some whore, I guess."I hadn't been on the streets long, just plenty long enough to hear talk about this girl who was beaten, that girl who was knifed, such-and-such a girl who OD'd. After a few.