I should have unloaded on Andrea for her betrayal, but instead I just ran to the bathroom, crying, and changed back into a boy as quickly as I could, ...iping off the make-up as tears flowed down my cheeks."Chris! I'm sorry!" came a voice through the door. It was Andrea; not Debbie.I left without a word, humiliated, running home andlocking myself in my room, and crying into my pillow. But when I'd settled down, my thoughts returned to Debbie's room. Incredibly, I started thinking about how sexy. I worked my way over to her and pretended to be inspecting some peppers. I said to her, "how can you tell if a pepper is ripe." She looked at me with a bit of a scowl then softened up a bit and said that if they're firm they're ususally very good. I watched her mouth and lips as she spoke and wondered how I would love to feel her mouth and lips gliding on my cock. I thanked her, extended my hand and said, "hi, My name is Bob." She looked puzzeled but took my hand, softly and said, "my name. You lie on the floor with your legs open waiting for Jane to join you. All the couples sit and watch you and Jane pleasure each other. It doesn’t take long before things really take off. A couple of woman join Jane. They each take a breast to their mouth while Jane has her head between your legs expertly licking you out. You turn your head and see a woman kneeling between your husband’s legs. She is obviously sucking him off. You catch each other eyes and just smile. “No way he is going to say. Women giggled around me in the dark. My lacings of my leather pants came undone. A hot hand reached in and seized my dick. I groaned. I should be fighting, but that hand felt so wonderful on my cock."Aoifa," I shouted, my words partly muffled by the tits on my face. "Where are you?"She didn't answer."No Aoifa here," laughed a woman. "Ooh, my. He's big."A tongue ran up my cock to the tip and circled the crown. I groaned and bucked. I had to fight this. I was stronger than these women. My hands.