By the time I graduated high school, I was sick and tired of school and the education 'rules and guidelines', and the silly things they were making us...do," I said."Silly? What were the silly things?" he asked curiously."Oh, in order to graduate, we had to perform 'x' number of hours of 'community service' in the area we lived. And we had to have it monitored by someone the school could check with to make sure we did it. I felt like I was a criminal, sentenced to 'community service', for a minor. Jodi won't give me the details, saying they are a trade secret. I can't exactly tell my husband "finger me like my massage therapist does")Anyway, I get to my session, and as usual I undress and get under the sheet on her table. Jodi keeps this room baking warm; she says your body temperature is the best for the room, so you are comfortable naked. I was laying there listening to the music, smelling the incense, and to be honest, quite horny waiting for the pelvic part of the massage.Jodi walks. By the next morning he was on board Lisa added. They smiled at each other. When I woke up and saw how hard he was I knew things were going to be ok. I went to Juniors room and brought him into bed with us. I wasnt, and still arent, into doing things with him Jack said, but it was very erotic watching Lisa do things with him. We ended up fucking with him right there in between us. Lisa continued the story saying We were having so much fun after that first day, and who would have thought that. Like the rest of the structures scattered across the cavernous dome, it was designed in High Streamline Moderne style, which happened to be the Colonel's favourite style architecturally speaking. Mike felt it hearkened back to an era of sophistication, something sorely needed to offset the utilitarian nature of the basic design of the basic colony, which tended to resemble a large-scale, futuristic trailer park and make everyone look and behave like George Jetson-era trailer trash. Until that.