Oh well, the day before yesterday it was nine percent. Come on, Jarryboy. Time to stop working for the day. You've put in your four hours for good old...NanoSoft Corporation, and then some. It's nearly time for us to go." Go?" I shook my head, still intent on the columns of figures that marched across the screen. "Go where?" Jared! Turn that stupid thing off. You don't even remember, do you? You promised you'd take me to Frascatti's for dinner. Now, turn that silly damned machine off and go get. And I believed him. People clapped as they watched my cheeks empty, then the dildo was removed, completely clean."Now ladies, as shown earlier by an eager group, Candi isn't exclusively a cock sucker. If I could have two women come up here to help out."The women were a bit more hesitant than the men, but that's really not saying much as they were still very eager to join in. A woman with a bit of a heavier build was up first. She had shorter brown hair and just some massive breasts that were. It was a favorite of mine and I can still recall the label after all these years - "Warner Sizzles, Size 34C." The cups were shear like the gown.She giggled. "The panties should match, so find them too, Charley. You know my underwear better than I do, you know that?" she squeezed my arm and laughed as she kissed my cheek.I rummaged around and found perfect little bikini panties and handed them to her, my face crimson. I couldn't look her in the eye.In a minute or two she entered my makeshift. My Baba (Marathi word for father) is a state govt. employ, earning meager amount of salary. My Dada (Marathi word for elder brother) is 25 and jobless, a source of my parent's frustration. To add to this, Dada is a drunkard and a gambler, and has criminal record, thanks to the bad company he keeps.Last year my Aai got partially blind after a freak accident. So against Baba's wishes and with Dada's help, I participated in "Common let's dance". Although I impressed the judges with my b-boying.