Lauren simply took the bound woman in her arms, holding her close, breasts pressing into one another, hips grinding, one hand freely exploring Donna�...s toned behind. Knowing what was coming Donna declared ?I’m not gay.? Lauren persisted, ?Silly, you don’t know what you are.? Slipping her hand under Donna’s dress and drawing out decidedly wet fingers, she held them up for the captive girl to see, ?Well we definitely know you are wet!? Donna blushed madly. Lauren lifted her chin. I wasn't really happy about this until I saw her. WOW! Now that was what I wanted all of my nurses, technicians, and whatevers to look like.Nancy was 23 years old and a recent graduate from an intensive course in administering the kind of therapy I needed. One of the things that continual bumping on my head must have done was to accelerate the growth of my libido. Nancy was tall and had boobs like a 13-year-old boy can only dream about. I came to appreciate her other attributes as I came to. They trust us. Trust YOU! I can't believe the difference."Early on, Carole broke the ice by inserting herself under my arm and declaring, "I'm definitely not ready for sex yet, but I need hugs, kisses, gentle touches. You are my hero, so you are elected." She kissed me lightly on the lips, hugged me, and slipped away.Over the next few hours, each of the entourage approached me to let me know that touching, kisses, and/or 'brotherly affection' was welcome, even highly desired. I made the rounds. " You're joking," she said. "Little camp Morgan wanted your big dick in his little bottie," she camply said to me. "Now I would just LOVE to see that!"Now it was my turn. "Now YOU'RE joking," I said. I couldn't stick my cock in guy's bum!" Not even if Carla begged you," she said with a little girl wimpy voice?I was starting to get hard again and she felt me and commented. When Carla started to coerce me this way and I really didn't want to do it, I somehow got more turned on than if I did..