"After all, you are one hot, bisexual babe. You would be really popular here working as a slave in either of the rooms. In fact, if you agree to spend...a combined 30 days in the two rooms, you can waive the $1000 fee. That's what I do. All the rich white bitches love it when a chocolate drop slave is servicing their cunts." Sounds interesting," I reply. "But, what's the Golden Room? What do the Golden Room slaves have to do?" The Golden room is where all the food and drinks have special. I invited both of them to follow me into the conference room where the DVD player was located.The DVD had the complete video from all three cameras. I was surprised how well the girls played their part in the morning part of the video; if you did not know any better you would have thought they were actors.The afternoon one was almost all action. The SWAT team made their run towards the van as soon as they pulled the finished cards out and showed them to the girls. They were immediately seen. We got to the truck and I decided just to laymy cards on the table. “David, how would you feel about fucking me in theass?” He was speechless, but he didn’t say no. I toldhim that I’d often fantasized about anal sex. As anemergency room nurse, I’d seen many people come in fortreatment to have all sorts of objects removed fromtheir rear passages. Several told me that it felt greatto be fucked there and I wanted to find out for myselfif it really was good. When I sat. Was I really doing this. I wasn’t me, or was it. The real me wore Laura Ashley, or M&S, I dressed conservatively, and I didn’t sleep around. I’d had two lovers in my life, if you could call them that, and I never had, one a long time ago had taken my virginity, it had been awful, it had hurt, and I’d bled, it was exciting, and I’d always regretted it. The other was my husband, who I’d been faithful to, sex with him was a once a week lights off duty. Its what a wife did, I didn’t look forward to.