We were like the k**s from Stand By Me. Always together. Me, Steven and the person who called me, Greg.Hopefully you read my other story (completely t...ue by the way!) about how Steven basically seduced me into being with him, going down on my friend I had known for years. Becoming more than just friends as he repeatedly had me suck his large cock, over and over, making me, for lack of a better tern, his fuck slave. Once he told me how he felt, oh, the things he did to me I still remember to. Her sweaty hair fell into her open mouth as she gasped, and the sexy image brought me closer. I had no idea how many times she had gotten off today, but the sweat kept running down her ass and helped keep my cock lubed up as I plowed her. "FUCK," I yelled as I watched her ass cheeks bounce."Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, keep fucking me, keep fucking me, fuck my ass," she chanted with her face pressed to the floor."I'm gonna fucking-," I started to say before she cut me off."Keep fucking,. . did they?The Powers that Be knew we were going today. Jack thought at her.They did?Yup ... scared me half to death popping into the car. Two was so excited she peed her panties.The audience had, by this time, chosen a victim, the sister, and the results were being displayed on a screen behind the hosts.As Damsels go ... she was the typical Cassandrian woman ... drop dead gorgeous. She was being held by highwaymen, about four hours by car from the original bank. By car ... four hours, shanks. A little while later the boxes from my old office arrived and Mike put them on the table. He asked, ‘Have you met her yet?’ He pointed at the other desk. ‘No, not yet.’ ‘Good luck. This year three of you came to share this space. We have a pool as to how long you’ll last.’ ‘What did you pick?’ ‘I drew three months. No one lasts that long.’ ‘I’ll see if I can help you win.’ ‘Ok. Good luck.’ He left. I wondered what she could be like that two previous office mates had left already. I wondered for.