She didnt seem interested at first. i asked if she does modelling and she mustve got really happy n we started talking a lot. then it came lunch time ...nd she wanted some chicken n chips. she kept asking me to go and i wasnt gonna go. then i thought in my head i can cum all over her food. lol. she took my number just in case someone from her family came to the shop and found her all alone. theres meant to be 2 ppl in the shop. so i went out to the chicken shop to ger her order only, i told her i. The spots I went to were visited by either gay men or straight/bi men. The gay men of course had no interest in me. The bi men though, many of them were my age and older. Many were married. Many had a non existent sex life at home. Almost all kept what they did quiet and were just as worried about people who knew them finding out. So although it was scary it also felt safe in a weird way.Although with most there was very little, if any, talking, some you got to know, at least a little. Even the. Smith showed up."Ladies," she said (I noticed there were only six of us), "follow me. We'll get you started on your training."Before that, though, we had forms to fill out, and a physical to take. The training started the next day. For the next weeks after that we "manned" a call center cubicle, took orders for corporate services, and processed credit card payments. We didn't get to meet the boys below us, and soon I found out why: six more girls were moved in. Eighteen unchaperoned teenage. Pulling back to the mushroomed head of my cock she began rapidly pumping her hand over me while sucking hard. Unable to contain it any longer I gasped and put my hand on the top her head to encourage her.After a few minutes I began to get closer to cumming and pulled her off my cock to lay her back and pulled her panties off. I leaned close smelling her sweet pussy before spreading her lips and running my tongue over her pussy. I gently inserted a finger into her pussy to the first knuckle.