Just as the waistband reached his cock he stopped and said “Something is keeping my underwear from going down.” Nick was semi-hard now. I shrieked...“I think it’s your big dick!” Nick snorted and said “You aren’t supposed to be looking at that! You’re such a perv!” Quickly and suddenly Nick jerked his briefs down to his knees freeing his cock which sprang forth in all its glory.He stepped out of his briefs then picked them up and said “Don’t go over to the basket and fish these out so you can. You have to ask before having sex with me, no sticking it in me while I am asleep unless I give you permission to do so beforehand. We all sleep nude. I sleep in the middle. No one get annoyed if I have sex with one of you and not the other. No one gets annoyed if I don’t want to have sex with either of you. One of you has to give me an orgasm unless I say its fine not to, no wam bam thank you maam. No getting annoyed if I ask the other one to suckle me. Oh yeh, and no cumming in my clean. Below that, near the dead center of the door, was his symbol. This one looked to be two feet long, and the portions that had been etched in were filled with gold. No doubt about it, I was now in the Pact house that they said they were sending me to.There was a light knocking at the door. The sudden noise caused me to jump a little, shaking the bed. I got up to stand next to the bed, nervous about who it could be and how they knew so soon I was here.“Y-yes, come in,” I said, trying to hide how. She wasn't the prettiest girl in the world. But none of them were really. She was skinny, with large broad feet, and a twisted mouth on a face with a sharp chin and a long pointed nose. There she was (and of course Martin had no idea what she might be called), in her long pale tights, smoking her cigarette on the street corner, her heels so high that Martin could see right through them to the pavement edge.And then she wasn't there. A dark brown Mondeo slowed down, and in a trice she was gone..