"Come in Amanda and have a seat," Andrea said.Amanda was curious how the first session went."You're right, he's gone through a lot," Andrea said. "If ...e's telling methe truth, he really didn't have a pleasant home life with his mother.And the aunt and uncle, well I believe he went through a few months ofemotional abuse, maybe physical, too, but I can't be certain."That, Amanda thought, might explain why he felt so withdrawn at times."He fears being abandoned again," Andrea continued. "He really. After all, they were fighting for Southern Womanhood to begin with. I actually was getting a bit frustrated when I couldn't get any of them to do more than daringly brush a hand over my breast. I was taking care of my other needs by slipping around the city late at night, careful to never visit the same place twice, nor to take too much blood from any one person. But damn, I was getting horny.Then I met someone my match. He was a ship captain, a dashing rake of a man. He was dark and handsome,. She spread the lips of my vagina, and used her tongue to lick me good. I could have easily cum in her mouth, but Bob ordered me not to, and I choked it back." As I lay there trying to hold off my orgasm, Bob came over and took Darla from between my legs. He rolled her over on her back and told me, 'It's Darla's turn now Sally. Eat her pussy! Suck her good! I want you to get her ready to fuck me!'" I didn't want to suck a woman, and I started to cry a little. Bob said 'stop it! Do as you're told. We chatted and drank. As normal the air was full of sexual double entendres. It turned out the lass getting married had puked and passed out an hour ago so this lot were continuing on their own. They'd been to an afternoon male lap dancing club. Apparently the guys were really fit, cut, lightly oiled and well hung. They had decided to have a private dance and the bet between the girls was loads of booze to whoever could make the stripper cum his lot ! They found though that they were not.