I got up the courage to call and got an answering machine. I thought it best not to leave a message. Later that evening I decided to try to call again... The phone rang and my stomach began to churn. A female voice answered the phone. ‘Hello!’ came across the phone. ‘Hi there!’ I said. ‘I’m sorry to bother you but I was looking for Sharon Dilly.’ ‘This is she, how may I help you?’ ‘Well, actually I was looking for an old friend I haven’t seen in years. By any chance are you the former Sharon. Satisfaction. Lust.“Guess what,” Clint grinned, kneeling down beside me. His cock was growing harder. It brushed my thigh. He grabbed my arms, letting go of my head, and yanked them behind my back, holding them in his strong grip. “We have you on film raping your little sister.”“The little puta loved it,” I snarled, struggling to break free. Damn, he was strong. “She's a cunt-muncher. She loves snatch.”“Didn't look like it to me,” Melody said, playing with her phone. “I mean, listen.”From her. I thought long and hard about it, and I could not pass the opportunity to take a young woman’s virginity. I was in.The night of the fuck, I took Lauren to dinner. As usual, we had a great time and enjoyed each other's company. I had asked Lauren to wear a nice dress, I was tired of the baggy clothes. Lauren showed up in a flower dress that flowed to her knees. Showing just a bit of chest to keep anyone interested. During dinner, she sat near me at a small tow top table. Occasionally she would. Agnes, the flat chested, tall, blonde, Swede had her glass targeted bythree men: The Italian billionaire Roman Manzi, German billionaireDieter Lange, and the Russian billionaire Sergei Kotzov.Inside my mind I was judging these men harshly. I thought they weredespicable people with a bizarre sexuality, I wondered why it gave themso much pleasure to have 'sissies' drink their cum. Yes, to condemn themin my mind I was even willing to admit that all of the cats includingmyself weren't actually.