I opened my lap top and started looking for someone to play with. I was pinching my nipples with one hand and surfing with the other. I was lost in my...word of porn with a Hypnos Sissy video playing. It was telling me to “Suck cock. I love cock and cum. It’s your life now. Just suck it. Don’t ask questions, just suck his cock”. It stopped and I was just about to click on another and I heard a man clear his throat. I looked over and saw the oil guy leaning over the railing of the porch. I froze. Kelly, you are here for your own protection. And your daughter’s. May I be frank?’ ‘Go for it.’ ‘As far as fucking your Witness Agent, it stops now.’ Cat’s jaw dropped. ‘Excuse me? What in the hell makes you think I’d spread my legs for a man I’ve known less than a month?’ Cat walked to the door and snatched it so fast, every head turned to look. ‘And as for your thought on my personal life, you can keep your frank little ass, out of it!’ A few snickers sounded the room, the crying of Megan. I mean I'm not gay or anythingright? But lately...I noticed that when the men would talk aboutstroking my pretty hair or sitting me on their laps I would getespecially aroused in my panties. I tried to ignore it. I tried toignore that it was starting to give me a feeling of satisfaction whenthey would pat me on the head and tell me I was a good little cumwhore.My final chat of the evening was like that:Mrsir: hi pretty girlMegan: haiMrsir: sits you on his lapMrsir: plays with your hair.. 'Do I have something on my face?' she wondered.Casually, Mia pushed her shoulder-length dark brown curls behind each ear, checking for remnants of anything that could be causing the woman to stare with such a strange expression. Her cheeks reddened as the woman caught her eyes and flashed a crooked smile at her while she playfully bit her bottom lip.“Natalie?” the barista called.The woman finally shifted her gaze and walked toward the counter to retrieve her steaming beverage.“Thank you,” she.