Nobody would hire a felon and a sex offender. My place was a walk-in closet, essentially, sitting on top of an old corner drug store that had gone out...of business and stood abandoned. I slept on a pile of clothes in the middle of the floor. Walked to work one mile away. That was my geographic zone that I couldn’t leave. Sex offenders aren’t allowed to leave a certain area without permission. But, I had made night manager. I wasn’t a real manager, per se, but it was a title to reward me for my. . not just off the beaten path, but there and accessible for those who were ... allowed.Over the years Valerie had brought friends out for the festival or just a weekend in the country, while they always had a good time, Valerie always found it interesting that once the visits were over it was rare that her friends would bring them up or ask to come out again.Continuing on towards the castle Valerie noted that the tents and pavilions were already being erected for the festival in two weeks.. I studied Greg for a moment letting his renditions of 3 weeks past drone out, He was actually a very good looking guy, what was he , about ten years older than me 35 mabey,, and he obviously took real good care of his body, there was not a muscle out of place… Woah! What the hell was in this drink, was I checking out another guy ? Oh man, times were hard but damn!When I came totally back to reality Greg had gotten silent and was just smiling at me,, I mean it seemed like the guy was reading my. As mark got up Paul took his place, sitting in front of me with his already hard dick out. It was even bigger than Marks really long and fat, I greedily sucked it into my mouth getting a moan of pleasure from Paul as he told Mark what a good little slut I obviously was. I felt so degraded and humiliated but my own dick was rock hard and I knew I was going to love every second of what was coming up.I felt Mark behind me, could hear him squeezing out the lube into his hand and then felt his.