Paul wanted to just pummel the man's face in. Instead he just smiled and said, "Would you like fries with that?"The man smiled. "Yeah. Say, what are y...u doing when you finish work? Perhaps I could take you out for a drink?"Paul glared at him and the man visibly paled. "Or maybe not." He paid for his burger and fries and retreated to one of the bolted-down tables."I hate that the most about working here. When the lowlifes try to pick you up. Why do they try?" Mandy asked in an annoyed tone.Paul. "What is it, Cara? Is Ray making advances toward you?" I asked."Not exactly, John. He does kid around and tries to touch my arm or hand whenever I'm alone with him. He talks about how he used to think about me and stuff like that." Isn't there someone you can tell, someone you can talk to?" ... and tell them what, John. 'Um, sir, I dated Ray one time before I was married and now he's talking to me.' John, I can't prove anything. I even put a tape recorder in my drawer but he never says anything. The view was very nice. I sat in the bed and we begin talking. After a few minutes I suggest we take a shower to get started. He agreed. I was the first to go to the washroom, I started the water and got in (I kept my panties on for Steve to take off of me). After a few minutes I heard Steve come in, as he was getting in the shower I turned away from him. He moved in behind me and started to feel my body. I reach behind me and rub his cock until it was hard. I turn around to face him and he. "Looks like we caught us a closet fag. Man look at his cock drool," laughed the man behind me.The man sucking my cock then stood up and spoke, "We are going to take your gag off. But if you make one false sound, I'm going to cut your cock off…Understand?" To make his point he pulled a knife from his pocket and held it in front of my face as he took hold of my cock. All I could do was nod my head yes.But before he took my gag off he slipped out of his shirt and pants. He was not wearing any.