"Thank you, sweetheart." Thank you for allowing me to pleasure you, Miss Cassia," I remembered tothank her afterward."Oh, you're welcome sweetheart. Y...u did very well. Perhaps I shouldreward you. Would you like that?"I wasn't sure what she was getting at here. Was this another test? Was Isupposed to be honest? She raised her eyebrow at me, and it was clear sheexpected a response. I went with what I thought would make her happy, "Ifit pleases you to reward me, I would be honored, Miss. Ann was right there with them, and after their first sexual encounter together, they all knew the basic ground rules they'd agreed on. No sex play with Sam and Ann unless Sharon was there with them, and everybody was OK with whatever happened other than that. That meant that anything Ann felt like doing with Sam or Sharon was OK, and so forth. They all three seemed to agree that their new relationship should work out on that basis.Sam was kissing and caressing Sharon, and Ann had her hands on. Mr Brown, who had looked pleased and smug when I praised him, lowered his head and frowned. ‘We will let you know, Andrew,’ he said eventually. The three panellists shook Andrew’s hand, then mine, and soon we were outside the doors again. ‘Why didn’t you admire Mr Brown’s achievement?’ I demanded. ‘You must have known he wanted you to.’ Andrew looked at me blankly. ‘How was I supposed to know that? Anyway, what he was doing wasn’t that clever.’ ‘That’s not the point,’ I cried. ‘He wanted you. If not, then you have to leave. Want to guess my reaction? Exactly, I decided to help. I pushed my short down just enough to free Willy and Willy was standing at attention making a tent in the comforter. That was when Mandy began to stroke it, and I was in heaven. I watched the tent go up and down with her strokes, her arm lifting the goose down blanket. I had worked my fingers inside of Mandy and we hit a great rhythm, finger fucking each other. I tell you it was all I could do not to roll on.