Teenage boys aren’t wired like that. If he didn’t get mad and go after the culprit, I would have expected him to sulk, cry, or at least make a few...empty threats.“He is so different...”The two women were silent for a little while, and then I felt a cool hand on my face and opened my eyes. Judy was leaning over me, softly brushing the hair off my forehead. The gesture was at once so intimate and so caring that I smiled before I caught myself. Judy smiled too, and asked, “You fell asleep so. The two giggled. Corrine had the wildest reputation of the girls- she had not only done topless shots for Page 3, but full nudes for European magazines, and was known for her wild side. Corrine herself was already naked, towel slung over her shoulder, on the way to the small shower room. She wanted to tell the girls what she had planned, but first she really needed to unwind. It felt good to be out of those clothes, and she'd heard rumors that the stagehands had drilled a peephole somewhere so. I thought that she was going to smother me. Instead Iheard her yell. "Lick my asshole, bitch and do it right or I won't let you breathe." I licked as hard as I could, ignoring the taste of her butt. I wantedto throw up but didn't dare let myself as I feared the consequences. Up and downshe went putting her full weight over my face and wouldn't release me to breatheuntil what seemed like minutes. When she did get up I gasped for air, but wasonly met once again by her pressing her butt down again. Havingnothing to lose I readily agreed, since I assumed it was obviously of acovert nature reminiscent of the Mata Hari story I had read about in the'Daily Sketch'. He handed me a card and a travel warrant withinstructions to report within 24 hours to the address listed on the card,and to inform my employer I was quitting forthwith, but before he left,my parents were required to sign an official secrets document which heproduced from his briefcase.After he had gone Dad made no little secret.