Wesaid our goodbyes to the boys and they quickly handed us their numbers ona napkin, I just giggled and stuck it in my purse when we walked away.Jen w...ispered to me that we have to talk when we get home.Rest of the afternoon actually went pretty well overall, I got severaloutfits I can wear when I'm ready for a Rebecca outing, and we even had anice dinner at Red Lobster in Tuscaloosa on our way home. I almost feltsorry for our poor server, I had forgotten to quit playing the "game" soto speak.. Then he suddenly grabbed my arm and pulled me across the lap of the guy sitting next to me and positioned my face above his hard, exposed cock. No words were spoken. He just nodded to me and I understood what he wanted me to do. I started going down on him and he and the guy next to me were both rubbing and kneading my ass cheeks. I was starting to feel like a sissy whore and it felt good. My body was still over the lap of the guy next to me when I felt him shifting himself out from under. I slammed the door shut again before she could scream, but of course she had seen me, and my dark Chauffeurs uniform let her identify me in a split second. The next door was worse, Lord Baxter was sitting on his bed naked and admiring his erection, nothing to be proud of really but with a beer belly like his I'm surprised he could actually see it, perhaps that's why he was looking in the mirror!I shut his door quietly, a woman in a sexy french maids costume stared at my quizzically, "Can I help. Your father, well, you do not really like to think about him. Ever since you turned eighteen, he has been making little comments about how you are 'legal' now. You think that he is just being a pig, but occasionally you caught him looking at you in a way that made you a little nervous. You now have only a few weeks before you need to make the long drive back to your little redneck hometown. You know that with your two years of college, it will be easy to get the most glamorous fry-cook position.