“Excuse me?” I replied in confusion. He gave a nod of his furry head toward Megan. “You tappin’ that? You know, playing bury the doggy bone?�...I was appalled. My sweet Megan didn’t do things like that! He took my silence as a negative response. “Mmmm, mmm... Damn shame, letting prize poon like that go to waste,” he observed, shamelessly gazing up underneath Megan’s short skirt. He extended his tongue, panting. “Oh, yeah, that is a tight and juicy bit of...”“HEY!” I barked, feeling my indignation. I believed that I was under constant surveillance. Never mind that I was under constant surveillance! By Paxlyn Domain standards I was a pervert—which I could excuse based upon my alien origins, but still I was not properly sexually socialized. Paxlyn Domain was a lesbian planet. Children grew up female and naked—after a century or so as an adult woman, she might become one of the males, the one-in-a-thousand Paxlyn Domain citizens who were male.The voice of Council, the computer network that. Not ... deviants. Only seriously bent people would even consider wearing something like that. It was all ... shiny, slick, confining. Liz backed up to the stairs. "You need to leave." She looked directly at the woman. "Now!"The woman gazed back. "It won't hurt to try." She closed with Liz. "Will it?" She ran the fabric through her fingers. "I know you don't want to be naughty." She smiled again. "But we're just trying new things here, and being a little naughty can be fun sometimes." She. I want you to take her. To fuck her while I watch, " I said almost pleading with him."Come over here and undress him. Demonstrate how sincere you are. How much you want him to fuck her," Cheryl intoned.Ron stood up from the couch. His 6'2" frame seemed even larger with me on my knees. Ron was weaning gym shorts and I crawled over and lowered them down as they piled at his ankles. "Now the briefs," Cheryl commanded.I dug my thumb into the waistband and lowered his briefs as the huge eight inch.