But only for a second, and only because you look so pitiful begging."She quickly handed the panties to me, afraid I might change my mind. Itook them, ...nd held them out. They were truly feminine. They were made ofsatin, with lacey ruffles around the waistband and leg holes. They werepink in color, with deeper pink little hearts all over them. They were apair of briefs, so they would cover my butt. I hesitantly put my foot through one of the holes, as if touching thepanties would make me sick or. Oddly they all had erectcocks waving in the breeze."I call this the Lilly Field," said Lola. "These guys are on Viagra andthose guests that want to try sucking cock or going for a ride areinvited come down and enjoy. They asked for this fantasy. Some want toexperience the fantasy of Bishop art others forniphilia and be a pieceof furniture. Strangely some have asked to replace Susan and becomeattendants at the "Oral Service" bar. That may happen soon as I thinkshe has gone mad. Let's go up. "It takes a bit of getting used to, that kind of travel, I mean," he said.She opened her eyes, and was shocked by the change. They were in a large room. The walls and ceiling were a light white or blue/white, and seemed to glow slightly. There were no visible doors or windows. Also no lighting fixtures, yet it was bright and airy. The air was fresh and sweet. It was almost like being outside in the spring.There was a table with four chairs. What appeared to be a long counter with a sink and. Maybe all I could do was try and stall; keep things quiet until Pete returned and we could consider Will’s demands carefully – whatever they might turn out to be.I started the engine and drove home, my mind buzzing. Twenty minutes later I was standing in the shower washing the dried sweat from my body. In a calmer frame of mind I realised Pete was right; what harm could possibly come from meeting the young man in the open for a drink? He was hardly going to demand money with menaces in front of.