In the meantime, we were used as 'bait', or in undercover roles calling for couples, or where men might stand out," Penny explained."Such as a nurse?"...I asked."Exactly! When they first approached me in college, I thought it was because they were finally hiring women as special agents. I soon found out that nurse was the second most common undercover role, behind fake wife. They wanted my nursing skills, and my boobs, but they don't want to recognize my other skills or training. Every assignment. I hadn’t bothered to put anything on as Jazz was hiding in her room and no-one else would be home for hours. What could I use as a lube? I thought. The best I could think of was some Olive Oil from the kitchen. I walked into the kitchen only to find Jazz cowering in the corner looking out through the kitchen window at the still raging storm. I stood there for a moment, buck naked with my dick pointing skywards. Feeling desperately sorry for what Jazz was going through, and what she’d just seen. “No,” I managed to mutter. “Dave, you can’t, I’m not on the pill…”He grimaced and reared back, stepping off the bed.And the next thing I knew was Phil was urging me to suck his dick while two others crowded in close, their hands jacking their erections.I sucked at Phil’s cock, reaching up to hold it steady while I slurped at the dome. Then I twisted my head to the right and did the same to another hard-on that vied for my attention, the man groaning and rolling his eyes when I glanced at his. Three houses down on Kenwood Lane from the Carters, the cute teenager had already dozed pleasantly off on the two-seater sofa in her bedroom, her long legs curled up underneath her. She had meant to take a nice hot bath before retiring, but she had gotten so caught up in her third re-reading of Jane Austen's Wuthering Heights--which she thought was the most romantic novel ever written, next to Little Women, that she had quite dozed off. This was not so uncommon; she frequently fell asleep.