Eve motioned for Joan and Nick to join us. She said, "I have one of my guests for this morning right here. He is going to have suffer through a bit of...hero worship on my part before I will let him talk. Joan, let's set up some questions to ask that will get information on radio, operators, and what these people do in emergencies to our viewers. Nick, you will have to shepherd him through makeup. I don't want them to overdo it."Both nodded. Joan said, "Bill, what questions should she ask to lead. "Billy smiled as Ricky fell back into the sofa."Maybe, but you still haven't earned your money yet, slut. Now crawl over here."Billy had taken his pants, socks, and shoes off, but had merely unbuttoned his shirt and left it hanging on him. He had his dick out in his hands, as hard as I had ever seen it.As I approached him, I assumed that he wanted me to suck his dick, so I reached for it, but he stopped me."Not yet slut, first you have to clean your face." With that, he stepped up and started. Cassie sighed and closed her eyes, then turned her body to face me. I touched my fingers to her chin, gently lifting her head until she opened her eyes and gazed into mine. She looked terrified, uncertain, and something else - was it relief?"We shouldn't," she breathed, but there was no conviction there, no real resistance. "Leanne... your husband..."I tried to ignore my own feelings of guilt. It wasn't hard, if you want the truth. I felt like the old me, and all the aspects that had defined. Not in frontof her.I glanced at my wife; her mouth was hanging open in an expression ofshocked confusion."W-wait....what..." she mumbled. Erin held her hand and stroked her hairas she stared - unable to take her eyes off what was unfolding on herliving room floor."It's okay, baby," Andre said to my wife, "I'm not gonna hurt him. Iwarned him about this once before, but he wouldn't listen, so now I'vegotta put him in his place again. I'm thinkin' that maybe if I do itin front of you we can.