”Megan gave a sigh of relief and nodded.“I’ll come in there to look.”“Daddy…”His eyes were firm even as a small, indulgent, patronizing ...mile crossed his lips. “I know that all the boys in school want to see your gorgeous naked rear end, dear. But, somebody needs to make sure there’s nothing wrong beyond a little bruising.” Daddy cocked his head a bit. “I guess I could go wake your mother up and ask her to look.”The look on Megan’s face became horrified again. If Mom didn’t know that she. Her eyes at first couldn't exactly make out what was going on, but it only took a few seconds for her to realize that Tommy, her boyfriend, was fucking old lady Williams like there was no tomorrow! Cheryl's head began to spin and her stomach lurched, with a feeling of nausea sweeping over her! "Let me out of here," Cheryl gasped, unable to grasp exactly what was going on around her!Miss Parsons firmly gripped Cheryl's arm and marched her up to the front of the room where Tommy was busily. “Nothing!” I gasped, and then suddenly, I felt like crying, and I didn’t know why?Adrian’s face became serious,“Your face has gone all red, there must be something wrong? You don’t think that I’ve brought you here, just to try to have sex with you, do you?”I shook my head vigorously, “No! No!” And then, I exclaimed “But you could if you wanted to though!”And there it was, my need for him, was out in the open! Not even I had known about this need, as until that precise moment in time, I hadn’t. Four muscular, cocktail waiters wearing pink bikini briefs, pink socks and pink tennis shoes were serving drinks and entertaining the members. These guys were chiseled. The women loved watching them weaved through tables carrying their serving trays just above their shoulders. The waiters were treated with the same kind of disrespect men often show toward waitresses - intimidating stares at their crotches, looks up and down, a pat on the ass, an "accidental" crotch rub, etc. The waiters played.