"No, really, I know I have to do it. I have to do it for myself, to settle things for me. I have to get out of this sexist rat-race in this company. A...d coming to you is a good way to step to one side of the line and see who's in it."And guess what, Charity? My boyfriend wants me to freelance for him, doing my old kind of hospitality work in my spare time while I work for you. Is that going to be a problem?'"I know you have a lot of lovers, but I hadn't heard of a real boyfriend, Sara, '. He was so close, Amber could feel his breath on her anus. It was so bizarre. His voice was so calm, like a doctor’s voice filling out a medical form on her.“Uh, no, I guess not.” Amber whispered. “Please, Ricardo...”“How often?” The fingertip was lightly probing the closed ring of exit muscles that was guarding her bowels. Then Ricardo pushed in stiffly, with enough pressure to depress the pad of his finger into the annulus of her outer sphincter. Amber worked mightily to control her panic,. He began kissing me and was already getting ready for more. I had him now for the whole weekend and what a weekend it was. ….We laid around naked, took hot showers, and fuck ourselves until we couldn‘t fuck anymore. I was finally getting the super hot sex I wanted. I released my captive repairman as he drug is tired ass out the door.………Later on in the week I had to check on my boys in the garage to make sure they weren‘t burning the place down. This week night was a little bit different….… I. Classic log building with a big porch on the front.The gals explored the cabin since we were almost the first to arrive. Walt, the owner, showed them around. He was mid-sixties, lots of grey hair and trimmed beard.There were only two rooms inside. A big front room that had a fireplace and a kitchen area. The back part of the cabin was entered through a curtained doorway and contained two double-size bunk beds. Carly asked about the bathroom. Walt took them out back and showed them the two-holer.