It still didn’t make it any easier to get the words out of my mouth. It would be openly admitting that I wanted this to happen, making me appear lik... some kind of Whore. Which I’m guessing is what Gemma wanted. Thinking over the sentence also didn’t help my situation. Strangely the humiliation seemed to only deepen my arousal. So I said the words to seal my fate. ?Because this Slut wants to cum Mistress? I managed to say it clearly enough for everyone to hear somehow. The People in the. "I'm going to pack now. I'm leaving tonight."And I did. I packed my suitcase and suit bag with my clothes, toiletries, and all that shit. I also packed my extensive music CD collection that included everything from Marty Robbins to Metallica to Mozart. Yeah, it encompassed all those genres. Hell, I even had some Sir Mixalot in there just for shits and grins.I loaded it all into Bullitt, my 1968 Mustang Fastback 390 GT, and left out of there. I was gone in less than an hour, and calling Kat on. I walked into the as both girls took off the rest of their clothes. I started off by sucking Briana’s hard nipple as I fingered Ang’s wet pussy. Their moans turned me on so much that I don’t think I was as hard in my life. Briana and Ang started kissing and Ang squeezed Briana’s other nipple. “Oh yes Mike keep fingering, massage my clit. Make me cum all over you.” Moaned Ang. I took my lips away from Bri’s nipple and started sucking Ang’s clitoris. “Yes yes yes yes keep doing that right there.”. “If need be,” Jamie replied. “If he says anything to you about it, officially, tell him to have his counsel call me and we’ll take it from there.”“Thanks, Jamie. I’ll let you know.”I pressed the button on the speaker to disconnect the call.“Let’s get Dave, Charlie, Terry, and Greg together later to brainstorm,” Julia said. “Maybe we can find a way out of this.”“OK,” I said.Julia ended up ordering lunch for the six of us and we crowded into my office for lunch and the brainstorming session..