"I was quickly understanding that unless I said no, I'd soon be having sex with this hot little fifteen-year-old I'd known and lived next to since she...was just starting kindergarten. Ask yourself. Look at your stupid acronymic rubber bracelet. What Would You Do?You'd be honorable and true to your wife. You wouldn't betray your girlfriend. Even if you lived alone, and were truly alone, no way would you open that door with an under-aged angel who happened to live next door. You wouldn't be that. "I said, "I hope I add to the fun."We called Carol back in and she was smirking with a wicked smile. She came over to me and gave me a smoldering, tongue-twirling kiss and groaned into my mouth. Then she turned to Pete and did the same.She said, "Why am I the only one naked?" Pete and I scrambled out of our clothes and did the usual male cock-check-out look. Pete was lanky, toned, very little hair and his cock was long and thick. Both of us were half hard. Carol knelt down in front of both. Grabbing her chains she smiled inwardly and slowly tapped her shackles against the iron bars of her cage. Harder and harder, faster and faster she struck the bars which kept her locked in place. “Oi! Knock it of you stupid bitch! Don’t matter how much ye bang that iron aint nothing nor no one gonna come savin’ yer sorry hide from slavery!” She chuckled and kept at it, aware that this was luring something terrible ever closer. And that’s when they all heard it. A loud blood churning cry of. Her behavior had confused him.He asked, “What are you doing here?”“I’m doing what you asked me to do,” Dan answered leaning against the truck with the shingles.One of the men on the roof shouted down, “Start cleaning up this mess. Mr. Foreman isn’t paying you to stand around.”“Yes, Sir,” Dan shouted back. He looked over at his boss and said, “I’d better get to work. It appears that my talking to you is costing you money.”Mr. Foreman laughed and looked up at the crew at work on the roof. As he.