In the next room I asked Mommy what Sharon was doing there, “She’s not one of your clients” I said in a cross voice, “No” replied Mommy “b...t as she helped you get ready I thought she should know why you needed your ass shaved” - “Mommy she’s my.. was my girlfriend, she probably won’t look at me again” – “As you’re being such a cry baby about this you better wear these” Mommy said, handing me the frilliest pink panties she could find – OMG I thought, one part of me wanted to wear them so much. “Hi,” I said, and finally he nodded.I sat and chatted with him, and slowly he came alive. Finally, he said, “Sorry, I’m still weirded out about yesterday.”“Don’t be.”“But it was pure horniness.”I saw his little tentpole sticking up and said, “I know something that will make it feel better.” I pulled his gown up and leaned right over and took him in my mouth. With a gasp, he thrust up, and we worked his tool in opposing motions. Soon, too soon, his spasms started and he drained a fresh load into. Tenminutes passed, then twenty, and Sam finally came back to the SUV."All right ladies, I got what I needed," Sam said as he buckled his seatbelt, set his hat on the dash, revealing his curly rust red hair, andturned the ignition. "Now let's go pay a visit to this Dominic fella."Debbie shook her head. "I can get him to come to my place. He has beenhounding me for a date the second I told him about Brian. Fuckeralready knew..."Sam grinned. "Sounds like a plan." Sam was on the phone the. “Any of you called Dieter?” Priscilla asked as she entered the kitchen. Four young men sat around their tiny kitchen table and looked up, surprised! They all considered the question and shook their heads in unison. “Thought not!” Priscilla declared, and turned to me. “Satisfied?” she smiled her broad manipulative smile. I couldn’t help grinning foolishly back.“Who are you?” it was the man who had I had met carrying boxes on the stairs. The men were huddled around the tiny table, perched leaning.