He leaned on the mezzanine railing and watched the dance floor, a seething mass of black. It was the saddest thing he'd ever seen. How could things ha...e gotten this bad? "Look at these people," he said. "No style, no originality, no creativity; why do they even show up?" Hey?" said Hannah, gesturing to her own outfit. Andrew looked her up and down and sneered. "Well what are you doing that's so fucking original?" she said, picking at his sleeve. He ignored her."You don't understand," he said.. "Would any of you girls like a minute to touch him? You have permission from his future mistress. But I remind you, if he climaxes on your watch ... well, you saw what happened to Christina."Perhaps against their best judgment, two daring agents, probably both in their twenties, step forward hesitatingly and set upon my body. With Serena's encouragement, one lavishes attention on my chest while the other, rather dangerously, hungrily strokes my rear; my tight restraints intensify their gentle. ”“I don’t know,” I said with a shrug. “We hung out playing beach volleyball for a couple of hours when we first got there. Once we saw what was going on, both Joe and Mark decided we should head back rather than stay over.”“What about the fight I heard about?” Mom asked with a cocked eyebrow.Shit! I kept my expression neutral as I scrambled for what to say. Mark came back in the kitchen just then.“That was all on me,” Mark said to Mom. “I didn’t like the way one of the guys was acting toward. He said he was very excited about the thoughts of this man playing with my body, and the pleasure that I will be providing to a man that I have never met. I told hubby that I was not going to start anything with this man, and that if he wanted to see anything happening, then he was going to have to take control and get things going with the other man. Hubby said, not to worry, he would handle the whole thing.While we sat in front of the TV watching a porno that my hubby had on, we were both.