But I got a surprise on my birthday.A suited man with a salesman's smile walked into my cell and laid a stack of papers in front of me. He said, "We c...n make a deal, Lora."The terms he offered were simple--spend the next twenty years of my life in prison or spend five years as a Doll on the Pleasure Grid. "With your pretty face and tight little body, you'll do very well." he said. He didn't stop smiling once during our conversation. "Some popular Dolls even stay on after their contracts end. "Like what you see?" I just kept staring at his cock and said nothing!"Yeah, I know you do. You're making me hot looking at my cock like that. Iknow you want a little taste."As he said this I noticed how his cock was starting to throb more and more,bouncing up and down with every flush of blood coursing through hisveins. I was mesmerized by the bobbing cockhead in front of me, and noticedhow it grew and thickened as it raised its head towards me and stuckstraight out and slightly up, with a. "Why not?" Why? Well, you know those symptoms I was telling you about?" Yes." I mean... "She came closer slowly. She let her skirt fall and leaned forward. I could see the swelling of her breasts where her dress fell forward. I had the distinct impression that she wore no brassiere, and this thought caused my aching penis to twitch and grow even harder. She reached down to the book, pulled my hands from it, and lifted it slowly. I tried to put my hands over my bulge, but she slapped my hands. Dad seethed now. Do I take this to mean you want them to do that? Am I really so unsatisfactory that youre fantasizing about THAT? Mum went, Shush, itll be okay. Ill switch off, love, Im sure I wont enjoy it. Ive got to do it anyway, so if thats what they want, does it matter? Dad fumed, growling, Well, Ive never done that to you, and I never will. I never heard the rest, but over the next week, Dad seemed quiet and subdued, while Mum seemed sparkly and excited! When the Friday came I was off.