" Carson tossed me a controller and booted up his console."Still," he added, "It's pretty sweet that you could find a girlfriend that'll play video ga...es with you." Oh, she's not my girlfriend." I protested. He shot me a sly smile."Oh, so you two just fuck, huh? I hear that. That's my go-to option with girls too."I wanted to protest, but realized I couldn't. That's what Nicole and I do, I reasoned with myself. I didn't want to straight-up lie to a new friend, so I kept my mouth shut as Carson. The parting hug seemed even longer than usual. Needless to say, my head was swimming with “what ifs” and “what the fucks” as I left.The third session progressed differently than the first two. She seemed to linger longer on my midsection both when I was face down and on my back. Warm hands on my stomach, hips, and thighs, and more time spent on my feet, I suppose because I’d told her how good that felt. The fantasies from last week swirled in my head and I could feel my dick stiffening as I. When the door opened a bit later, I saw them as they came into the garage. I recognized all of these guys from the school. I had even coached a few of them. My Ma’am explained that if anyone got tired of the drinking games later on, they were more than welcome to “use” the hole. A couple of the guys weren’t real sure what she was talking about so she explained “well you see, there is a real cumslut inside the box who is a bit on the shy side. If you want to get your dick sucked, just stick. I suspected that she was lying but I didn’t press the point. “I called my lawyer. He emailed me a copy of our standard contract. I would have had him send it straight to you but ... I don’t have an email address for you.”She lifted her eyes in mock disapproval.“And you have yet to offer me your phone number,” she added.“Oh, yeah,” I said, laughing. I read off the digits since Liz still had her phone in her hand. She typed them in and saved them. My phone buzzed in my pocket so I pulled it.