Dad was gathering up the pots and pans from the stove. Mom and Lizzie were loading the dish washer.I said, "Hi, Mom. Hi, Dad. Good to see you, Liz." W...lcome home, son," Dad answered."Hey, Kyle. I'm glad you're home," Liz added.Mom said, "Welcome home, Kyle. Please get your dirty laundry in the basement by the washer. Remind Will too. I need to get it started right away. Your dad, Lizzie and I are going out for ice cream this evening."Liz asked, "Why don't you and Julie come along Kyle. It'll be. We order wine and the food, nothing too heavy, after all that’s not what were really here for. My husband and the stranger both have their hands under the table and are stroking my upper thighs, the waiter arrives with the wine but they do not stop. They are tasting the wine and then pouring it for all of us.The stranger inches up my dress and I feel his fingers against my inner thigh, I am becoming wet. My husband raises my dress his side and I feel his fingers slip between my thighs my fanny. Angela told me that she'd invited Lori over to do something that she'd always wanted to do, and that she hoped I wasn't too freaked out. Let me tell ya', I was freaked out, but in the best possible way! Then Lori explained that Angela wanted to be submissive with a dominant woman. She said that I could watch what happened next, but only watch, unless she specifically told me to do something. I tried to look like I was grudgingly willing to go along with all this, but only grudgingly, you. My mousy brown locks had been cropped, bleached a golden blond, striped with bright crimson dye(school colors, get it?) and the whole ensemble moussed to stand up in a crazy crest.I was, of course, as required by the rules of The Program, stark naked.Talk about an entrance!Picture this:Setting: The school's floodlighted baseball diamond at dusk. The grandstands along the baselines are packed with students, while lined up along the backstop behind home plate is the football team in their flashy.