Maybe I’m still in bed dreaming? I thought to myself. I don’t think so as a rush of reality grabs me entirely. To my great surprise I feel her ...and on my cock. She has reached around and is now slowly jerking it. With my left hand I raise her skirt. Pantiless!! (Hey why not, it’s my story). To my amazement every body else is standing there zombie-fied. Going about their automatic days like business robots. Empty suits, tools and office bitches. She stops jerking and fiddles with her. “Think of it as you being the only one that will ever have conquered me.”The woman is obviously appealing to his instincts. Men think or the dirtiest things and try to pursue them. Women are just as dirty, but they usually leave it as a thought or fantasy. But what does it hurt for a guy to think they have conquered a lesbian?She stands back up and lifts the bottle. Alan licks his lips as he feasts his eyes on the sight before him. Her focus is on the bottle though. He slides back until he has. Bruises were not regarded as excusable by pretending an accident like ‘she fell down the stairs’, when there are no stairs. Wife-beating was swiftly noticed and dealt with, vigilante-style. Neighbours might threaten the abuser with the worst punishment: the Chief’s wrath – normally banishment, alone and defenceless.Bullying did not last long before six or so concerned fellow citizens would apply the same technique to the bully, and it would cease, or else. Vigilante justice worked here.Theft. Katie will be out in a minute." She poured a glass of white wine for Mark then disappeared into the changing room. Mark took a seat on one of the easy chairs in the room facing another larger couch. "It's a very nicely appointed and private area for Katie." he thought sipping at his glass. Katie come out with Melissa close behind her. She was wearing a terry-cloth robe and her famous smile. The robe parted slightly as she approached and sat across from Mark on the couch revealing.