What is it to be?’She was leading me down a path of destruction like leading a lamb to the slaughter. How could I possibly answer this? Of course, I...should take the option to leave. That was the sensible and logical option.But.There were actually a couple of “buts”, weren’t there? The reason I was here in the first place was because I was foolish enough to ask for it. And now that I was here, part of me really wanted to see it through.But more significant than that was the fact that I simply. A young man for the position, he often drew attention from the girls and mothers alike. He prided himself on the job he was doing in keeping the girls pure and unspoiled by the temptations of the outside world. The girls at Holy Cross did not have the typical distractions of modern television and pre-pubescent boys. Jacob sat at his desk looking over the courtyard at young girls milling around. He admired a small group of senior high girls gathered around one of the more popular girls, Cassie. The woman would have to be in a position of power in order to qualify for a man. Many women in that position preferred females but the male was needed to be escorts for them when they were required to attend important social functions. After the night was over, she could keep him for the night or for the rest of one's life. It was her choice. Bisexual women among the Elite could have both a man and a woman to use for their own pleasure. Although it was frowned upon, a man in a high ranking. Pete must have looked too, because he laughed and said, Nice tool kid, youll get to use it in a minute. With that he pulled out his own, shorter and fatter, and without hesitation shoved it past my lips. He didnt seem to mind that it scraped my teeth on the way in, just forced it over my tongue, smothering my shocked oh and making me gag a little. I didnt like the taste of him, I didnt like him using me like this, I didnt like him. But none of that stopped me from taking up a rhythm, sucking at.