“That’s one fine piece of ass, isn’t it”I was too shocked to answer, but before I looked up I heard several voices agree. The voices were unmi...takably black and rough. Seems that my ideal make-out shelter was also an ideal drug transaction location. Nor was I the only one with access to gate keys.They lifted me off Caitlyn and the one who spoke first took over. Except he wasn’t interested in foreplay; he immediately pulled her dress up and exposed her pussy.“This party needs some light”One of. "I told you not to stop scrubbing bitch," Jerome shouted and then followed up with a hard smack on my ass cheek. "I should throw you out for that slut," he continued before slapping my other ass cheek just as hard if not harder. He then asked me, "Why should I let you stay slut, if you can't even do your job right?"Through gritted teeth from the searing pain of the ass slaps, I answered while he continued his slap barrage on my ass, "Don't throw me out. AHHH, I'm sorry, ahhh it won't happen. His eyes follow down to Aaron’s 8-pack pelvis and his face goes red. “How… The fuck…”“Am I ticklin’ ya inside?” Aaron grins as he stirs his pelvis into Ian’s butt, making the round bulge on Ian’s stomach roll in a circle.“OoOOoooOO!” Ian’s torso flexes and jumbles as his arms scramble on his bed, “JESUS that feEEeellS weeEIIRd!”“Ya said ya wanted weird~” Aaron grins as Ian once again looks down at his gut. Ian squeals and moans as the bulge in his stomach makes the same wooden sound as the lump. The director gave aglowing report before I was sent to "Theresa's office."I followed the human resources director to the office. I passed by,literally, hundreds of familiar faces that showed no hint that they knewwho I really was. I even caught more than a few of the guys leering atmy thin sheer, black, floral patterned tights covered legs that werepeeking out from beneath the hem of my dress. I don't know why that mademe smile, but it did.The human resources director knocked upon Theresa's.