Your 'Dick'." That's all they really want to do when we go out and play in my fort. Well,that and stick marbles or magic markers up each others butts.... I admitted."And have You let them? I mean,have you let them suck Your dick,and stick marbles or magic markers up Your butt?"I could feel my face turning bright red,and nodded 'Yes'."And let me guess. You liked it. Didn't you?"Again,I nodded 'Yes'."Good!" he grunted,then closed the book.Mr.Wilkins got up from his chair,and when he did I saw a. What’s it all about? I asked. All will be revealed shortly said Zoë with a wink at Shilla. Soon the house was full of Shillas friends and their friends making a total of about sixteen women of all ages’ shapes and sizes. Zoë introduced herself and said she was in need of a volunteer to help her demonstrate her products which were hidden under a large tablecloth. Shilla pointed at me saying that I was good at demonstrations, having worked as a demonstrator for a food company in one. Of course, Ninve was notorious in terms of mooning people whenever her pants were too baggy, let alone dresses that barely covered her assets. We guys often joked that she was the only girl who got ahead by inviting the boss to kiss her ass, not vice versa. Then again, with a nice booty like Ninve's, I wouldn't blame a manager for having that urge, regardless of his or her sex."Mark, are you still there? You haven't said a thing," she abruptly queried, evidently scared that I got bored with her. He turned on the video in a special locked cabinet, showing on a huge plasma screen and left - no-one noticed he had locked the door behind him.The guests were stunned to see their own leader on the video talking about the sect. His words were loud and clear. What was it like being the head of a religious group? "………….Fantastic……………you get the pick of the women………….. you screw all these saps…………..you make your fortune………………" The room turned silent in shock as the words came from their.