He wanted me to meet some of the players and mix with some of the other teenagers that were there. I told him I didn’t think it was a good idea, but...he insisted.“So I stood around awkwardly, not talking to anyone while he went into a different room with some of the other managers from the factory.”“Yeah,” I said, “They do tend to separate the guys at the top from the plebs on the shop floor. Even at the victory parties.”“Anyway, I was standing on my own by the bar when one of the players came. He unlocked the doors and rolled down the window on the passenger side."Are you Linda," Bill called?The woman nodded but didn't move. She had that deer in the headlights look that people get when they get in a situation that is beyond their control and they don't know what to do.Bill shook his head again. He muttered, "Stupid," then called, "Well, get in. I guess we can at least talk about the job after I drove all the way in here."Linda face blanched slightly at his tone and hurriedly motioned. “That means ‘blockhead’, by the way.”“I guess she knows you pretty well,” Janey laughed.“He’s my very best friend,” Clarissa declared. “He’s the first person I ever told about liking girls.”“And I was the second,” Glenda laughed. “Then we danced and the cat was out of the bag, or the girl out of the closet, or whatever you want to call it.”“When did you come out, Glenda?” I asked.“During my Junior year in High School, but only to a few close friends. I had my first girlfriend the next year, but. She didn't. She just went “Oof” as the full length slipped inside her then began riding it like she had been doing it all her life. She was obviously a fast learner!I started doing her with a steady rhythm and felt Pete begin doing the same. I took her by the hips and looked down to take in the sight of the two dicks sliding in and out framed by those black fishnets with the motorcycle boots below. Sliding my hands forward I pushed the chains out of the way and took a breast in each hand,.