I was chosen for Jennifer and she rolled. She got ‘kiss’ and ‘head.’ As everyone watched, she came over to me and kissed the head of my dick. ...he said, “It didn't say which head,” and laughed. It was my turn to roll and they chose Jennifer. I rolled ‘rub’ and ‘your choice.’ So naturally I started rubbing her clit. After a little while she was getting wet, so I stopped. Jennifer got Christy, rolled and ‘kiss’ and ‘lips’ came up. Slowly, Jennifer started crawling towards Christy’s wide spread. I didn't want to. I only wanted to know everything about her, to tell her everything about me. Well I did my best to make it through a few minutes of idle chat and she left .I kicked myself for not coming up with a reason for her to stick around a little while longer .But my fried said she thought she liked me and would be by the following day. Well I couldn't get the vision of her out of my mind .Literaly everywhere I went and everything I did I was thinking only of her.It was as if I was. You have a job, and your job is simple: embrace your truest self. Embrace your inner whore. Become the open, generous, submissive hole you know yourself to be. If you do, you will be protected and cared for the rest of your life. If you don’t you’ll be discarded like furniture, on the side of the road.You live by three rules. They are as follows:You accept your role as Omega. In every dynamic, your needs are to be met last and least. You are submissive to all men, you are submissive to all. Brown, but it is a federal offence to be pranking or soliciting this phone.”“It is a good thing that I’m not in the US, then isn’t it.”Paul cuffs me upside the head and says, “Sorry about that. This is Master Sargent Paul, retired, SFOD-D, G Squadron(The technical way of saying he was part of Delta Force’s clandestine unit).”“OH, well in that case. What can I do for you, gentlemen?”Paul nods his head, and I speak, “Well, sir, I think this is more what we can do for you.”“And, what is that.