“I suppose it’s my panties this time,” she said.Gene, the winner, had other ideas. He eyed her pale, pointed breasts. “I just copped a feel of...one pair, now I want to know about the other.” Gently, he fondled Erin’s breasts as she gasped. “Oh, those beautiful puffies!” He took one between his lips. Erin closed her eyes and sighed.“Time, you two.”Gene won again for the touch turn with Layla the loser. “Now for a more proper feel of these big beauties.” Layla thrust her shoulders back, proudly. He couldn’t explain it. They had been sitting together in the room for a mere ten minutes before his professionalism gave into the need that was fighting to be unleashed. Yet, when she took his hand and let him touch her in a way that went beyond the usual doctor/patient relationship, Lincoln became angry with himself for letting ten years of school and internships go down the drain for a pretty face. He spent a long five seconds telling himself that she wasn’t worth everything he had worked. He rushed to the trash area on his lunch break to see how many pallets were there. He stood in shock when he saw only three broken pallets where there was normally dozens piled. He walked to the scrap metal area and saw the bins almost empty.As he was leaving he saw his friend Gloria driving a fork truck out the door carrying three empty pallets. She smiled when she saw him and stopped her fork truck. She said, 'Hey, Kyle. I didn't know you worked here. When did you start? I've been here since. They both got up and left the room without saying anything and about an hour later my uncle came back on with 2 other guys and I thought I was going to have to go through it all over again but this time they untied me and took me outside to where an old oak tree had falling down and they forced me to bend over the tree and they spread my legs and tied me in position and as I looked round me I could see I was surounded by lots of much older men and a few different aged woman who were wearing.