The next thing I knew was I almost naked on the floor with myclothes in a heap nearby. My two attackers were just pulling off mytie and shirt. That so...ered me up and I tried to struggle free butwas too stunned to offer more than a token resistance. Seconds laterI was naked and they pushed me back against the wall."What are you..." I began but the tall guy unzipped himself andpulled out the biggest penis I had ever seen. He then stepped forwardand grabbed me in a passionate clinch. He pressed. Another turn down the hallway, and Lisa was led into another room. A small, plain office, every bit as clinical as the rest of the place.Two men waiting for her inside. One heavyset, large and squat. That bulk might have been muscle once, but age taken its toll, leaving behind a portly bald man with a bulging gut. Only the wide, hard looking shoulders hinted at the power he once must have possessed.The other was in many respects his opposite. A wiry, almost skeletal figure. He too was bald,. I was done with the training by Wednesday afternoon. Through those three days I only managed to do a couple of interviews, and nobody that I interviewed stood out. It seemed like what I was looking for didn’t exist. But I wasn’t disappointed, like I said I only managed to interview a few people. And Thursday I would spend the whole day interviewing potential people, and I was ecstatic about that. What the fuck happen? Did I send for the most incompetent people in the whole fucking world or. I told her that she wasn't allowed to do anything with him again and she agreed. I spent the next day thinking about Sarah and Mr. Barker. I had told her I was fine but I was not. I was still angry. It was supposed to be me swallowing his cum, not her. I couldn't get the image of her throating him out of my head. I kept winding myself up all day, until it came time to get ready for my bar shift again. I sat on my bed, brushing my hair, while Sam watched TV downstairs. I couldn't think of.