“Me, I’m pre-law, but I’m not sure I’m into it.”Chad nodded. He’d apparently ordered a latte for himself, and he kept sipping it as we he...ded outside. “Welcome to the club,” he said. “I don’t exactly love poli sci either. I was hoping to go to school on a basketball scholarship, but it didn’t work out. So here I am, trying to figure out what to do... In more ways than one.”“I never knew that,” I said.“Well shit—”“There’s a hell of a lot I don’t know about you,” I said.“What do you want to. ”“Sort of? What does that mean?”“When we were about 13 and in our last year of school, the schoolteacher thought we should all learn to dance a number of common ballroom dances. After we left school, both Mild and I worked in a grocery store, while Tom got a better job, or at least better potential paying job, starting as an errand boy in a drawing office.”“So you saw a lot more of Mildred than Tom did?”I nodded. “In a way, yes, but they still saw each other regularly and we all got on together. Fucking random girls talk.We both immediately pulled our girls into our arms. Ganesh pulled his daughter (your mom). I pulled your aunt Naina and started kissing them while pressing their boobs.Both of them tried to push us and made a noise of protest. We both looked at each other and knew what to do. A slap at both of their faces. The slap was in unison, and the sound was so big that Ganesh worried his wife might wake up.We then told them they were our slut and should shut up, do as we said,. I was yanked out of my thoughts by a change on the other side of the wall. Chapter 8 – The Show"Get up," he said simply.I can only assume she complied, because there was shifting and he no longer blocked the wall."You've been a terrible slut. That poor cock sticking through that hole has been neglected. Do your job slut."I was surprised when she said meekly, "Yes sir."I had heard that tone before, when we played with our bondage stuff. She sounded that way when she gave control over to me. I.