There was now a bit of a lull in the proceedings but my partner said that there were still a few more guys due to arrive so I started to finger myself...in the mess in my crotch and got myself off a couple of times slipping and sliding about in the spunky rubbery mess until I felt my hand being pulled away and replaced with a cock which proceeded to cum after only a couple of thrusts, he must have been young I thought as they tend not to last long but can usually recover quickly.I was now getting. Then there were the jobs with the regular cruise liners running between Earth, Luna, and Mars. But the primary qualifications for officers in those positions seemed to be appearance. An eyepatch and sexy accent, Real or at least believable, would improve the chances for employment. These positions had nothing to do with command. The real Captains, with few exceptions, were friends or family of the owners. Or long-term employees that had worked their way up the system.The other hot job was. She wishes for you to put on the panties now.’ ‘But I’m at work. Can’t I put them on later on my way…’? ‘Lookit, you put them on now or the game is over. Casey said that I should be present when you put your little girly panties on and there’s one other thing,’ she brushed her nipple, which immediately became erect. ‘I want my panties back,’ she dangled the panties, ‘you get these and I get mine.’ I didn’t know what to do. They actually thought I would wear the panties to work. My mind went. Michaels came in and out of the room while I sat there.Both of them had variety of clothes in hand. There were so many differentcolors and sizes. I was made to try on many of them and I saw myself inthe full length mirrors. I thought I was a freak. No worse. A sissy. Theclothes were so girly that iI want to gag.The one outfit that my mother and Ms. Michaels thought was cute and wantedto keep on was a long sleeve blouse with cuffed sleeves with a pleated,plaid jumper skirt with an a-line red.