But you are correct, the flip of a switch as you say, is all I need to do and you'll be a slave here at the Club forever. As for fucking woman, well, ...y guess is you'll be more of a hit with the guys." He looked me in the eyes. "And as for Susan, well she's already a Club member." I thought about my sister, what they had done to her. She would be a reluctant prostitute, just like all the other woman. I didn't know if I should cry or scream. I remained silent for the moment. Finally I said,. ”“You were spying on me!” she accused.“No I wasn’t. You were going to the bathroom.”“Well, you’re wrong. So, take me camping. Please?”“I’ll think about it.”“Kay. What’s for lunch?”“Herring and fried onion sandwiches.”Rachael laughed. She seemed very happy.We ate lunch - ham and Swiss on toasted crusty sliced bread with spicy arugula and aioli mayo. Rachael begged me to take her camping until I promised to consider it.Heat finally became too much. “Let’s swim,” I suggested, draining my second. Then I thought I found a guy I might actually be able to live with. He was a nice as you, he never pressed me for more time and actually made me want him to be around more. He was the one guy who didn't want too much from me. Then I found out why, he's married and lives on Indian Lake with a wife and 2 kids. I'm such a loser."Mary started crying and I went to her to comfort her as best I know."Mary, you're not a loser. You know how I feel about you, and you were lucky enough to have 3 men chase. I kiss the inside of your foot, your toes and heel.I move myself in between your legs as I continue kissing the inside of your leg up to the inside of your knee.Your breathing quickens and I can feel goose bumps all over your thighs. You run your hands through my hair as you slowly guide my head between your legs. Knowing what you’re trying to tell me I kiss the inside of your thighs, lingering around that area, kissing and lightly licking as I slowly spread your legs apart. I can smell your.