Wendy looked at Paul waiting. She could be tough when she wanted to get something done.Paul squirmed a moment and then said, "Okay, okay, I'm just not...used to being in the room with you two and neither of you being in charge. What do you see for this trip, Jim?" This trip started as a sightseeing junket for Wendy and me but has become more than that, much more. With no contact from the northeast, we should know what, if anything, is going on up there. It's been eight years and we should have. They were pretty drunk and had struck out with the ladies. I knew what was coming, this was a booty call and I was the booty, and I was cool with it. It actually cheered me up. They were horny and my ass and mouth were there for the taking. As Chris was pounding away at my ass with his nice Dominican cock James made an announcement. “Oh man I got a picture texted to me from TJ yesterday, you gotta see this.” He then pushed the phone in front of me with a picture of Sarah sandwiched by two. ..,” she paused, closed her mouth then reopened, “I want you to know that in my last relationship, my boyfriend thought being too rough was disrespectful and shit. I put up with it honestly ‘cos dick is scarce, but I ain’t doing that shit no more. You better be ready to put me in my place when I ask you to; sheeiit without asking. If you ever wanna fuck, just come and take the pussy. Make me your personal cum dumpster.”“Taking the pussy is rape Ms. Talan.”“Muthafucka...” she raised her head. . and for god sakes, if you use a condom, don't put it in my damned slipper" . Yes that is the readers digest version of a 15 minute speech he gave every time we met. So with the speech out of the way, Carl announced it was time for initiations. He pointed at Drea, and had her sit on the plastic chair that he had been leaning on. She looked nervous... he kneeled beside her and started fumbling with a radio. After a few moments, we had bass and some pop music pouring through the room.Three.