*****The next morning they came for him and uncuffed him and let him rub hiswrists a bit. Then Chris said to him "Strip." Andrew did so slowly,relucta...tly, until all he wore was his underpants. "Those too." You're not going to rape me, are you?"Chris slapped Andrew hard. "Of course not. Don't you ever suggest thatI'm a fucking fag again, that's Mathew's job. I'm interested in girls,and that's why I'm making you do this. No, I won't rape you." He threwhim a bit of cloth. "Wrap this about that. The thirty-two year old UCLA graduate had never played the game, not with her professors, nor with the dozens of newspapers she'd apprenticed with before being fired. Fired, at least in her view, for not compromising those principles she'd thought important in keeping an objective but properly cynical view of the human race.From behind the rather attractive unkempt mane of fiery red hair, she chuckled lightly at the tech heavy idiots who argued like so many magpies at the military robots. ., she whispered as I pushed slowly into her. It was at this point that I realised that this might not actually be a fantasy that was going on in Jos mind. Are you serious?, I asked, desperately trying not to cum. I couldnt believe what I was hearing and I had never been so turned on and so hard in my life. Have you talked to someone about our fantasy?, I whispered, hoping that the answer would be Yes. Jo began to kiss me harder again, her breathing becoming heavier, I talked to Chris about it,. Michelle walked in while I was sitting on the toilet. Both bathroom doors were always left open between our bedrooms since Mom moved out.“I think Mandy had too much to drink,” declared Michelle, “She’s sleeping like a baby. I don’t recall you getting off tonight. Can I help you with that?”As I stood up and pulled my sheer lacy panties up, I replied, “You don’t have to do that.”“I know I don’t have to, I want to. You and Mandy are my best friends. I enjoy you both in so many ways. Let’s go in.