But then you must state publicly your feelings about what you do and don't find attractive about me. After which, each of one you will in turn, undres..., and stand naked before the other members of your group and got through the same exercise. Melinda was sitting next to me and I heard her anguished sigh upon hearing that, but surprisingly I heard Pete issue one as well.I wasn't exactly looking forward to hearing everyone tell me what they didn't like about me either, but I knew the reasoning. Then I am going to whip you with the crop. Once done, I am going to let Melissa decide what she wants to do." "Mike please it was a mistake, please let me go. I will never return, and I will never bother Melissa again. Please!" Lesslie struggled against her restraints. Mike grabbed a handful of hair. "Now now, why would I let you get away with harming her. Why would I do that? You know I have noticed when people fuck up and get caught they seem to be very apologetic. See Melissa called me that. The plan was simple, every guy was told to bring pizza and beer. The four girls would provide all the entertainment they could ask for.Half an hour later, Deb Trasker showed up carrying a small gym bag. She was wearing shorts and a tank top, and a lacy bra peeked out of the top. She followed the other girls inside and upstairs to Lizzie’s room, where the others were dressing for the party. Dressing proved very simple. All four teens were cheerleaders, the self-described ‘Slut Squad’. Deb peeled. ‘Suck a dick Chris.’Before I could retort, Abigail chimed in. ‘Why don’t you hire Stacey? She worked human resources in Washington.’All eyes landed on the woman next to me. She had an undertone of an accent that I couldn’t place, the words coming out with a twist at the end. ‘Sure, but I wasn’t the manager,’ Stacey emphasized. ‘And that was a government job, a lot more structured than a law firm.’Structure? I made sure to keep my firm structured. That’s why Jack and his donkeys were free agents.