I turned, the young kid just then opening the window, a drink in each hand. He leaned out just a bit, preparing to hand them to me, and damn near pour...d them through the window into my lap."What the hell?" I asked just managing to grab them, looking at him ... glaring because of his inept ability to handle such an easy task. And then I saw his eyes, and knew almost immediately. I turned. Val was sitting there with her boobs showing. She'd pulled her top up just enough to reveal them, which she. “For God's sake, you two just met. Listen, you need to be discreet in the office. You are talking like you will be fucking each other all day. This is a place of business and not a sex palace.”“I want to extend an invitation to both of you to join the ‘Ring of Friends’. I will give you the name of the parlor to get a tattoo. The other girls have been talking about both you. I told them when they see the tat that your pussy will be open. Mixing sex and work is the only way to pass the day.”We. At the rest time I joined him with his pack or gang I was accepted in, but many of them were interesting in why me?We were agreed me & (NOR) to keep our trip as our little secret So days passed, every week end we go out and do are secret romantic, sexual ritualsOne day one of his friends, ask us to come to a party in his house So we met at (NOR) place and he ask me to come up tell he get dressed, at his room while he put on his closes he told me that most of friends there is gay , like us and. "Only when I have a need, Sir." "What type of need would that be," he asked curiously. She could barely breath. Was she going to have to explain every detail to him? "It makes me have an orgasm, Sir." "Do you care for it after your orgasm?" "What do you mean, Sir?" "Do you clean it?" he asked sternly. "Yes, Sir. With soap and water, Sir." With that he laid it on the table beside his chair and reached back into the bag, removing a butterfly. He turned on the switch and the noise of vibrations.