The hot tears of rejection burn my cheeks as I face what just happened on my dinner out with Carol. I was sure it would play out like my dream last ni...ht. Sure of it! What went wrong? I bang my forehead against the steering wheel trying to create a distraction from the pain in my chest. I made my move and she rejected me, telling me how faithfully committed she was to that cheating asshole of a husband. "Oh, how she loved him," she said, causing blood to trickle out my ears. Why didn't I tell. " Remember, we are going to have parties and guests."The front door opened, and a tall man in his sixties came out. "I thought I heard the Packard. Welcome, Miss Alyssia, and welcome, Mr. Alexander."As soon as Benton had taken their coats, he opened the doors to the central hall of the house. A truly breathtaking room. Huge winding stairs running up the walls, an elaborate lift made of glass and cast iron, and an enormous bay window with double doors, leading to a beautiful, secluded garden,. “In one of my classes, there were two nude students, both girls. Both girls wanted relief. Most of the boys volunteered, but there were some girls who raised their hands, too. I was a little surprised to see one of the girls picked a girl. The girl who was picked went up and played with her breasts and vulva. At first, she was just fingering her, but then she started licking her vulva.”“What is your question, sweetie?”“Well, I have heard about girls playing with girls, but I didn’t think it was. The door had a buzzer so I always heard when someone was coming in or leaving. I went about my business and actually walked the halls a couple times in just my pantyhose and shirt. I was kinda hoping the guy working would come give me his cock. Then either the bell didn't work or I didn't hear it but when I went to change booths I realized I was no longer the only person in the place. The leather guy was standing up at the counter talking with the guy that worked there and sure as shit he saw.