"So...." "Well, we do favors for each other all the time, right?" Lisaspoke. "So," continued Debbie, "we help each other out with contacts for...tuff we want to do, you know?" "Mmmmm...." "So." Lisa took a deep breath. "So, when someone does one of us afavor, a lot of times the other one helps to pay it back." "So what do you want me to do?" I was beginning to get realworried. Why were they _both_ so nervous? "Um." They looked at each other again. Debbie said. " As I say this and quickly look at her amazing bust covered by white sweater."Really?" She says surprised but quickly notices that I'm worried and hugs me. I feel those soft boobs pressing against my head as she pulls me to her. "I didn't mean to say that way, I bet it's totally normal too. Maybe it's just a phase and you get over it." Though I wouldn't want to leave this heavenly softness, I pull myself out of her grip and say. "It's not... It's been like this for years now."She looks at me,. I tried to calm down and control my breathing. That only helped a little.I started to put the thong in place over my vulva, or at least as much of my vulva as it would cover. But Gary shook his head and said, "No. Let him do that. Spread your legs. Give the kid room to work."I shivered as another massive wave of humiliation washed over me. But I spread my legs about shoulder width apart and stared at one of the light fixtures in the ceiling as the boy took the thong from me and gingerly held it. She told me that she had been watching me for several weeks and felt that I would make a good Dominant, she liked the way I protected the girls at the club and never pressured them and treated the with respect. She explained that we would have sex when she was in town, but not to get emotionally attached, that she was married and her husband know and understood her lifestyle. She also explained that I would have to study and learn just like in school, that she would train me but she would never.