I knew I was attracted to girls, and had even had a same-sex relationship for a time before Steve, but I fought it for years. Finally, when I was at S...anford, I figured it out. I started dating a real hard-core feminist lesbian, but in the end, I couldn’t agree with her politics or philosophy and we broke up. Then I met Josie, who’s bisexual. She gave up guys for me!”There was laughter, some nervous, some normal.“You had your son with Steve after you met Josie?” Elizabeth asked.“Yes. Josie and. Her forcing two fingers into my ass also helped keep things in check. Then I felt her pulling the small capsule out of me. Both hands were now deep between my legs. I couldn’t tell what she was doing, but she wasn’t rubbing my leg and her fingers weren’t in my ass. Hopefully, it looked to those on the platform like she was playing with my balls.Then I felt something pushing against my rosebud. I hadn’t told her that the beacon would work “in situ” as they called it, but evidently she knew it. ”He let me in and I started towards the living room.“No, you need to go upstairs to my room an change into the clothes I’ve laid out for you.” He grinned at me, openly leering at me. “There’s a list on the bed of the duties you will be performing tonight.”“Hey, Jim, c’mon, the game’s about to start.” A voice shouted from in the living room. My face reddened. We weren’t alone? “Jim what’s going on? You didn’t say anything about anyone else being here.” I looked into his eyes; they sparkled like. " I can't, store rules. It's either Amy or the cops." I was smiling inside as she squirmed."Please don't call the police", she whined.I reminded the scared teenager, "you're running out of options. Somebody is going to search you, it's either Amy, the police or me." I took a pen from my pocket and tapped it idly on the desk. I gave her a minute to think, as I did I really checked her out for the first time. She was really cute, strawberry blonde hair that hung past her shoulder framed a very.