Now, if you will turn your attention to the sliding door, Bonita, Lizzy, Chuck, Lisa, Donny, and Marty are getting ready to entertain you with some co...ntry flavored blues."There were probably another twenty kids playing rhythm guitar behind the group. One boy was beating on an electronic drum set. This was a regular hoedown. I wish Mom and Dad could see this.I was walking in the back, listening and almost dancing to some good country, when I found a guy pushing buttons and moving slides around.. While he was fastening it shut my father in law was spreading my legs and attaching the bindings to my ankles so I could not bring my legs together. At this point my host rolled over a large comfortable looking stool which he sat on. Pulling himself closer I could see that it was the perfect height for him to roll it right up to my face so I could give him a blowjob. He then asked Doug if he would like to take me from behind. Doug declined saying he would have me when we got home. Our host then. ”“But sir, Pete—“ I stopped abruptly. It was a bad idea to justify myself. Better to take my punishment and move on. But it was too late. I heard Mr. Shaver’s chair creek as he leaned back, his heels hitting the desk, one bye one.“Continue, Miss Cranston,” he said. I heard him light up a cigarette.“Pete Townsend always feels me up in the elevator, sir. I---I don’t like it when he puts his fingers in me.”“That’s no excuse,” he said sternly, “Now take off those panties and come here.” Cool. She went straight to the bathroom to clean herself, and she forgot to lock the door.I noticed this and went straight in. She was surprised by my presence. I offered to clean her up, to which she obliged. She kept smiling throughout, and I asked her what the matter was. She said her ex-boyfriend and her husband have never helped her do this after having sex with her.I was happy to see her smiling all along. We then had a shower together, and I helped her dress up too. We had an early dinner.