My memory sort of blanked out from there. And the next thing I remember is waking up with a horrible headache, feeling cold and saying, Close the curt...ins, someone! It was getting light in the east. I also realised that I only had my boxer-briefs on. However, I discovered that I was pressing my cock against some someones hip, so that didnt bother me much. I lazily felt the guys abs and pushed my hands under his own briefs, feeling his limp cock, thinking it was David. But then I remembered. He was an average build not big at all but older, about in his 40s.We sat there watching tv together. I would look over once in a while to catch the man rubbing his crotch area and staring at us.Finally the man came over to the sofa and sat down beside me. I almost felt naked sitting there in my bathing suite. I was small with a slender build at that time. I sat there trying to watch tv but I couldn't help peeking beside me to see him still rubbing his crotch area.My sister was almost asleep. In another room, there was a bank of cubicles. One of which was occupied by his eldest daughter. “How’s it going, Tee,” he asked the 24 year-old woman.“Pretty good, dad,” smiled the tax preparer. “What’s up?”“Wanted to see if you wanna walk to the coffee shop.”“Sure. Let me grab my billfold.”“I got it, sweetie.”“No,” she protested. “Let me pay.”“If you insist.”The pair walked out of the offices of McSwain & Associates, LLC. The firm offered comprehensive tax services to individuals and. The cowering mother followed the Mistress to her assigned work area and began cleaning. As the guests and other workers walked by and stared at her Kimberly felt so humiliated being on display for all to see, but she kept thinking of the money that she was earning. It was a few hours into her shift and Kimberly was about to get ready to go home. Only a few more details to take care of and her first day would be over. But just as she began looking forward to heading home to her daughter,.