This is Myer Vross.”Calli’s heart sank into her stomach when she heard his name. Ever since last Saturday night when Calli saw Myer at the Pub wit... Slate, she had been avoiding him like the plague. Not wanting to get involved in his business, every time Calli saw Myer coming from his office or walking through the hallways, she would quickly dart into the ladies bathroom. At one point, she was nearly caught in an elevator with him when she got in to go down to the main floor for lunch and he. Ionly noticed that it got suddenly quiet, then there wasexaggerated throat clearing before the talking resumed.But there was a ton of vague references to this sameparty. You told me later that you couldn’t miss the dramaticturn in the conversation with their references to allthe apparent fun, loaded with innuendo. A few of thewomen chimed in a sentence or two about how it got kindof wild and something else I couldn’t make out about onenerdy guy wearing large glasses. Then we both. Again your disobedience has gotten you into trouble. With that I pull you down to the bottom of the bed so your feet are on the floor, I tie each one of your feet to the corner of the bed by the floor. I tie your hands to the upper corners of the bed and blind fold you. After that you hear me shuffling around in the closet. A few minutes later I come out of the closet and you feel something land on the bed. Then you hear a zipper. With that sound you take a quick sudden gasp, you know the. Through half closed eyes, I studied Dad’s face for a reaction, but he stoically continued his massage down my torso. When he reached the waistband of my sleeping pants, I knew the moment of truth had arrived. I opened my thighs a bit. Dad warmed a new handful of oil, then reached in through the loose leg hole and began to apply the warm oil to my engorged labia. With his thumb and forefinger, he sought out and found my clit, and began to tease and tweak it, then pinch and rub it. He slid two.