”Next to stand was a small man in his early thirties.“Duncan Nautilus,” he introduced himself, with a deep voice that didn’t fit his body. “...’ll be your infield coach this week. I hold the same position with the single-A club for the Phillies.”A large older man stood.“I’m Lewis Short. I’ll be rotating between different teams, working on your batting.”Finally, another young man, who was about my height, stepped forward.“Art Way, I’ll be working with the outfielders,” he said and sat back. Adildo that was still halfway up her pussy. “How bout you then,” Jamal continued.“You bringing your work home with you thesedays?” He added as he motioned to indicate Sandy. “This isn’t business.” Jasmine replied. “It’spersonal.” “Well, well well.” Jamal said as he stepped tothe edge of the bed. “I have to compliment you onyour taste. But then again I always knew youpreferred the best. You picked me after. Not all of the clients took the opportunity to use me as a human toiletthat day but a lot of them did and, as a result, I found myself peeingfar more often than normal. Somehow I sensed that Kate's advice wascorrect and it was worth having the discomfort of a stomach full of pisssloshing around inside me. Cleaning the men with my tongue after they hadused me was the ultimate form of degradation but having them empty theirbladders or just offering that service took it a big step further. " Oh. All... alright, then." I'll tell you what I am, Claire, if you'll tell me a secret." What secret?" You need to tell me what you are most attracted to in this room." Huh?" Well?" You mean..." Yes, sexually."Claire paused, looking at the motionless Lasco, and then back at Lucilla. Then, she whispered a response. "You, Lucilla." I thought so. Come over here to me." No, I shouldn't." Of course you shouldn't, or it wouldn't be so good. Come on."Claire walked across to the side of the bed. Both.