I knew Julie was up to something. After dinner, we settled in the living room for after dinner drinks. Julie excused herself for a few minutes and ret...rned wearing a very sexy outfit - see-through teddy with a bustier highlighting her perky boobs. She was also wearing an even bigger strap-on dildo than we played with the week before.Julie pointed her finger at me and demanded "strip, now!" I was both incredibly aroused and very scared. My arousal overcame my nervousness and I quickly discarded. A studded black collar around my throat. I got to keep the shoes.Oliver is starting to fondle with that zipper in the back already.“You want little Audrey here up on the bed?” Oliver growls. The other man signals with his fingers, a gesture almost dismissive except it’s telling me to move forward.He’s unleashing his cock from his fly as I spring onto the bed. I’m not a mind reader, but I guess I know something to do with that thing. I position myself on top of the sheets on all fours and snake. When I was done, she just laughed at me, calling me a pathetic sissy cocksucker. Turns out that the ‘gay’ friend wasn’t gay at all. He was the new guy that she was fucking. She said there was no way that she was taking me back now, after I sucked cock for her. And, she said that she was right, I was a natural. Barbara just laughed and laughed and laughed, as she tossed me my clothes and told me to leave. As I was dressing I was thinking, just how straight this guy could be if he let me suck. Turns out he was some kinda' intelligence officer durin' the war. The Driver knew he'd spent some time in North Africa—then the South Pacific.But the Fifth Man didn't go into details; whenever he talked about it. And he almost never—NEVER—talked about it.Seemed to the Drive, maybe, the Fifth Man was still in the game or somethin'. The Driver got the feelin' the guy was lookin' over his shoulder. All the time. And that didn't surprise the Driver, one bit.The talk the Driver'd heard—and there.