To my surprise, Caroline Reynolds Huff, the pretty twenty-one year old that had briefly been a suspect in my blackmail, sat pretty as a picture in the...middle of Margo's sofa with a couple of books around her. What made her presence most notable involved her lack of clothing. She gave me a coy look; "Hi, Jim Mellon. I hope you don't mind my being here. Margo thought the two of us could entertain you better than one, and after all we've already had ... an encounter back in Oklahoma a couple of. I rise from the dog basket and stand with my feet spread wide within the basket and my wrists crossed behind my back. I watch you with wide eyes. You go to your dresser drawer and slide it open. You search within and then turn to me. In your hands I can see a pair of chrome handcuffs and my cock cage which is a mesh of iron rings soldered together which encase me and prevent me touching myself, or achieving an erection. You walk to me and roughly cuff my hands behind my back. You step in. I did a couple of figure 8s before I plunged my head down on his now throbbing cock. My head started to bob up and down. I was going deeper and deeper, sliding my tongue around his cock as I would come up closer to the tip. His hands were on the back of my head, entangled in my hair and forcing me to suck a little deeper until I decided to take the whole thing into my mouth. I could feel his cock twitching all the way down my throat and I heard an oh fuck yes baby suck that fucking cock from. Without any ceremony I met them and they acted like I had the job without much conversation. I was told what my duties would be and I was allowed to continue college courses, of course. I guessed I had the job although it was not set in stone or signed off or, well anything. I just had to show up before classes to make sure the “front Line” of cars all started.Wally showed me the simple board with tiny hooks for the keys and they were supposed to be in order to follow along the car line from.