." Not now, Alishia. Alan, you will remove your sweater now, and show meyour muscles. I want to see for myself, if you are eligible for theteam or not..." But Dad, I..." NOW!"His voice left no doubt that he insisted on it. He was in one of thosemoods that just didn't allow a no. I knew I had no choice but to removemy sweater. I pulled it over my head, and flexed my right arm. Theslender shape didn't show any biceps at all."You do look like a girl, Alan!" Dad sounded grim and disappointed.I winced. They found a blonde with the pumped up lips and breasts of a porn star. She sat on a chair and looked thoroughly bored."Imagine those lips wrapped around your cock," Hutson said."Or those breasts in your face," Laymon said.There was another awkward pause."You gonna?" Laymon asked."Dunno."Neither made a move."Let's check out the others," Hutson said, "we can always come back."They moved on.They found a girl they hadn't seen before in a small courtyard away from the main thoroughfares. She was in. A client, that I just met. Now I know technically I should of politely declined and said something like it's probably best if we keep the sheet on, but those words were not coming out of my mouth. I just simply said, it's completely up to her as I just want her to be relaxed and comfortable as possible. "Honey, at my age, I have nothing to hide."Well, I took that as signal to remove the sheet so that's what I did. I gave a little chuckle after she spoke and began slowly folding the sheet up. Each time they sank further into depravity, she wondered how they could sink lower. But fisting each other was the worst, and the best, they had ever done together.Laura pushed the sweatshirt up to Karen's chin, exposing her large, gorgeous breasts. She dropped her mouth to them, sucking and gently clamping them with her teeth, in promise of future more brutal delights. Karen was panting and gasping in seconds."Laura, I'm going to come right here, if you don't watch it," she panted."You haven't.