The bet is just thebeginning."Zoey was angry but there was nothing she could do about it. She gruntedin frustration, turned and walked down the hall.*...* *While Lance spent the day avoiding Zoey, he couldn't avoid peoplegenuinely being nice to him. It was like an intoxicating drug or acomfortable blank he wanted to surround himself with forever. He wasdisappointed when the school day was over and he changed back into Lanceto go home.When Lance got home he went straight to his room, tossed his. He enjoyed having me nude and I was glad to oblige. It felt good to be ogled by a sexy mature man and I just like being naked. He was on a video conference with some clients and dressed in a suit and tie and I was running around in my birthday suit. At some point during the conference call he had undone his pants and, the good boi that I am was quietly sucking his massive cock. The man was disciplined. I was giving it my all and he was able to remain composed. He'd rub me on my head to let me. I think back now, and wonder if it was trying to tell me something. I just thought that it was a paper cut that was healing. The cutter I was using was from the 70s and was a real antiquated POS (piece of shit). Since day one I had been trying to get them to get a newer and safer cutter, but to no avail. After all, what the hell did I know about safety on a commercial cutter, the fact that I spent seven years at my last job doing the exact same thing (on a newer, safer AND smarter cutter). "How much?" Well, we haven't gotten that far yet." Yann shrugged. "We wanted to see if you liked it before we got that far." It costs money." I snorted. "I don't like it."Ivan and Zane showed up finally with something that smelled pretty good to me. Zane started to tell us what it was but Ivan stopped him."If they like it, it's good. If they don't, they don't." Yeah, but what if someone doesn't like..."Ivan chuckled. "These guys eat what I feed them or they don't eat." I'm sure as hell not.