I felt a peculiarjealousy towards these girls. I'm sure that there were many careerwomen who would kill for my opportunity back home. I understood the...rdesires, but I longed to be what they shunned being.Even when I was ordered around, everyone was polite about it. I pausedto eat the boxed lunch my 'mother' provided. It was well prepared andtasted great. I was deeply impressed by her culinary prowess.After lunch, it was back to my mundane work. However, the company got avisitor after lunch, and. As she prepared herself to be picked up by her date she had all the intention of participating and envisioned a multitude of hands running themselves all over her body, but suddenly when confronted with the idea of having to be truly nude in front of strangers she got cold feet and flatly refused, stealing glimpses at them from the other room, her date now wildly pounding himself into some other woman. She hated her fear and wished she was more like her friend Gina who could have sex with both. .two...three....suck!" Shelly said forcing the issue. And so...we did."OK...so it wasn't all THAT bad." I said afterwards. As Frank and I spent the next twenty minutes flexing our muscles and talking in deeper voices. Sure, it was metaphysically strange for me to be sucking another man's cock, and eventually getting used to it. And true...it really wasn't all that bad, not like I felt like I had to go to a gays anonymous meeting shortly afterwards or anything. It was different yes...but more. "Wwwhat is it?" she stammered."My mobile phone number," said the youth, who was then gone.Dianne was dumbstruck and was frozen on the spot for a moment before putting the piece of paper in her handbag and making her way back to the table."You alright Di?" asked Kim when Dianne arrived back at the table."Yeah, yes, I guess the wine is getting to me a bit," she replied although her mind was in turmoil.It had only supposed to have been a few drinks after work and it had probably gone on longer.