‘Go away!’ I whispered loudly at Cindy, not knowing what she was up to and trying to get her to leave. ‘…Pardon Chris?’ I heard Debbie ask m... in the middle of her flow of talking about the trials of bringing up her daughter. ‘Um, sorry Debbie. It was a … fly buzzing around here and was annoying me.’ I hoped that sounded plausible and I turned away from Cindy so I could concentrate on the call with her mom. ‘It was no trouble looking after her the other day, and if you need any other help I will. Some of the participants were unclear about their gender but had to make a decision anyway. Our instructions were to fully and lovingly hug the person across from us until the small gong sounded when we would move to the person on our right and do the same again.In spite of being laid so much that day, my maleness announced itself as I rubbed against a wide assortment of female bodies. Angela later reported that she felt poked by many of the men after a short time and the ones who didn’t she. She and her friend Vickie were doing homework together. As usual, their banter in between solving algebra problems turned to talk of boys and sex.“Neither,” Vickie replied. “Facial. It’s good for the skin.”“Yeah, that’s what boys want you to believe. Seriously? Too gross!”“So, you’re a spitter?”Without hesitating Tiffany answered, “I’ll let a guy do it on my boobs. Not the face. And for the right guy… I’ll swallow. But only if he’s serious about me.”“Serious or not,” Vickie said, “I ain’t. Maybe we could fuck their brains out for once.”+++++That evening Mom invited Stella, Fern, and Bob to dinner. After we had eaten and the dishes were washed Mom made an announcement. “Stella, I invited you over so that our sons could fuck you. Get naked, bitch.”Trudy said, “Oh my God, Mom you have a sex slave too. How cool is that?”Mom shouted, “Stella, I gave you an order bitch, don’t make me punish you.”Stella started to cry as she undressed in front of us. She was totally humiliated and it.