..Oh. My. God!LYNETTE?? Lynette likes this stuff ‽‽ My sweet, innocent church-lady little sister likes this stuff‽‽ Here, I felt guilty all th...t time, taking care of youknowwhat all by myself, and Lynette LIKES this stuff? Then I remembered one night at home, when Mom let her have a slumber party with some girls from Youth Group, and I heard them giggling about something in the Bible. I looked up a couple of places they were shushing each other about, and Sure enough! One place in the Old. They'd even given me a girl's name - Stacey.No doubt there were guys who'd be delighted with all that. For all I knew,some of the thirty-odd men who were stuck here with me fell into thatcategory. But I was not one of those sissies. I was a man, and very muchwanted and intended to stay that way. The question was - how?The hateful voice we had heard twice so far had said that one of us wouldhave the chance to keep our manhood. That suggested some kind ofcompetition - and I really didn't want to. How did we meet? She came to work. She moved from out of town right out of college. She trained on first shift and only saw her briefly in the morning. That first Saturday night I saw her at a local movie rental store. I talked to her briefly then I surprised myself. I asked if she wanted some company watching a movie. She sounded lonely and I was happy to just see her smile. She was beautiful without any makeup and I was hypnotized. She wasn't staying in town that night though. She was heading. .. the agent would take drinks with me ... then depart before such intimacies ... the idea of it...” Althea’s eyes smiled through, the eyelets in the hood, then her hand rose to calmly lift it from her head, allowing him an almost complete view of her not unattractive femininity, and the warm menace in her smile through red lips. Cuthbert’s cock pulsed at the audacity of her wearing a black eye-mask below the hood; it seemed to emphasise her stern authority all the more, whilst keeping his.