Chapter 17: The Truth

"Truth is so important that it needs to be surrounded by a bodyguard of lies."
GEORGE SHULTZ

"The terrible thing about the quest for truth is that you find it."
REMY DE GOURMONT

Gina activated the v-phone and dialed. A woman answered. "A Night to Remember Erotic Services, this is Rachel. May I help you?"

"Uh, yes. I'd like to have someone come by tonight."

"Certainly. Male or female?"

"Male."

"Can you describe what you'd like?"

"Tall, good build, something romantic."

"Any particular race?"

"Whatever. I just want someone."

"OK, let's see. Ah, how about Tony? He's Hispanic, 6' 2", 12 inches. All man." A picture, presumably of Tony, flashed in a corner of the screen.

"Fine." Gina gave her address and disconnected. She felt a little disgusted with her weakness, but while her hand was fine once in a while, it was a poor substitute for the real thing. Besides, she figured, if she paid for it, she couldn't be taking advantage of him. She put on a pink, wispy, see-through robe and some lace panties.

An hour later there was a knock on the door. Gina opened it and there stood a man. He was dark skinned, with black, wavy hair. He had a thick mustache and deep brown eyes. He wore a perfectly tailored tuxedo and carried a dozen long stemmed roses. "You must be Tony," she said inviting him in.

"Don't you recognize me, Gina?" He asked.

Gina stared at him. "Tony... ?"

"Antonio Miguel Eduardo de la Hoya Alverez, at your service!" he said in a thick accent, bowing and handing her the flowers. "Or just plain Tony, if you like," he said grinning.

Gina smelled the flowers and thought back. Tony was a hunk in high school, she remembered. And he'd polished his act immensely since then. She found herself strongly attracted to him.

The pair went into the bedroom. "We'll have to call a Center and have our circle re-established. He pulled a small portable v-phone out of his coat pocket and pushed a number on the speed dialer. "Hello, we'd like to start a circle... he punched some numbers on the keypad. Ok, here she is." He handed the device to Gina.

A elderly man's head spoke to her. "Hello, please enter your name or community number on your keypad." Even though not a part of the community, Gina assumed she still had a community number. She typed it in on the phone's keypad.

"Is this Gina Robinson?" A man asked.

"Yes it is."

"Do you wish to have sex with Tony Alverez?"

"Yes."

"OK, That's all. Enjoy!" He hung up.

Gina handed the v-phone back to Tony, who had removed his jacket and yanked on the bow tie, untying it with a smooth motion. He looked really sexy dressed up and Gina's arousal increased. "Would you care to assist, cara mia?" Gina approached him. Tony ran his hands over her back while she removed his cummerbund and unbuttoned his shirt. They stared into each other's eyes. He kicked off his shoes and socks and she unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. They fell to the floor and he stepped out of them, nude except for his jet black briefs. Gina's eyes were drawn to the fat bulge in them. Gina knelt down and pulled them off. His cock was *huge*. She could barely get her hand around it. "Were you this big in high school?" she asked.

Tony massaged her shoulders lovingly, smiling down on her. "It is you who make me this way, mi amor."

"No, I'm serious."

Tony pulled her to her feet and took her head in his large hands. "I had a little work done. My senoritas deserve the very best from Antonio." Moving to the bed, he picked up the roses where Gina had laid them. Holding his smouldering gaze on Gina, with a smile on his face, he slowly pulled the petals from the flowers and scattered them on the comforter, creating a mat of sweet smelling petals. Gina removed her robe and slithered onto the bed, facing him. Tony gathered large handfuls of petals and let them float down onto her, covering her body and face. Gina pressed them to her nose, deeply imbibing the marvelous fragrance. Tony crouched between her legs and pulled her panties off. Running his hands across the insides of her legs he blew gently on her pussy, sending shivers up her spine. "Ah, mi chiquita, such a beautiful flower you are. See how you open wide for me." He brought his gorgeous face down and began lapping at her.

Gina felt her inhibitions dissolve as a powerful sense of well-being soaked into her. Tony was deftly running his expert tongue up and down her lips, swirling it around her clit. making her head swim. He picked up more petals and let them rain down, clinging to her perspiring breasts. Gina took two rose petals in her fingers and pulled on her erect nipples though them. She was breathing deeply, sighing contentedly with each exhale.

Tony increased her lust swiftly. Letting a finger slip inside her, he ran it in and out for a minute. Then, when she was ready, he stopped and drew himself up on his knees. He took his foot long penis in his hand and gave it a few swift strokes. He didn't get completely hard but he was a good two inches in diameter. She spread her legs wide and he moved back, placing the tip of his prick at the entrance to her pussy. "Are you ready, mi flora bonita?" he asked.

"Yes."

He spread her lips apart with his fingers and rocked his hips back and forth against her. He slid into her a good six inches. He lay down and supported his weight on top of her with his elbows. Slowly fucking her, he took a rose petal between his lips. He delicately ran it around her mouth, making Gina's whole face tingle. She parted her lips and they pulled on the petal together. Gina could hardly believe how filled up she was. She hadn't felt this way since she was a little girl. The feeling of Tony on top of her, clasping her shoulders with strong arms, driving his monster inconceivably deep within her cunt was indescribable. The room was filled with the smells of sex and roses.

The pair went on forever it seemed to Gina. Tony seemed to be able to will himself not to come until she had been satisfied, which was approaching with alacrity. Gina began to tremble underneath him. Tony whispered something in Spanish into her ear and stepped up his pace. Gina wrapped her legs tightly around his back and orgasmed. Tony thrust himself deep and timed himself with the waves of pleasure that coursed through Gina.

It wasn't until after Tony left that Gina noticed that he had never come. She wondered if it was still possible with all his alterations.

Gina parked the car and knocked on the front door. Irene answered, "Gina! What are you doing here?"

"I was in the neighborhood and thought I'd stop by. I hope I'm not interrupting anything."

"Come on in, you're always welcome here. Hannah and the guys are at work and I just put the kids down for their nap. Would you like some coffee?"

"Sure." Gina followed Irene into the kitchen. As Irene's back was turned, Gina pulled a tape player out of her purse. Without Irene seeing her, she slipped the earphones up onto her head and pressed the play button. Irene stiffened, then stood motionless. Gina placed the tape player in Irene's unresisting hand and sat at the kitchen table. She had reprogrammed the tape player to make the listener obey her commands over any others she had been programmed with. The subject would not be aware of this however, it would all be unconscious. She left Irene's original programming intact, regretfully for now, because she didn't want to cause suspicion. Irene was still a part of the community and should appear to be so, at least for now.