"I heard your people discussing your problem in the den. They were doing very little other work," he told me. "May I offer an outsider's perspective?"...he asked."Go ahead." In the partisans and the militia, the Officers are elected by the men. Some groups are started by one or a few individuals who are the leaders, and others then join them."Yours isn't that kind of an organization. Apparently all of you are related or will soon be, plus you all share this Talent," he said with a knowing smile. He moved faster than I would imagined.I didn't call the police. I have a cheap, old cell phone, but I hated the though of touching it. I wanted my life back. I went into work, late, much later than the day before. Melissa, my boss, walked up to my cubicle sipping on her coffee. "Out job hunting, this morning, Ruby?" No. Of course not." Good. You look like shit." She took her coffee back to her office. The following day was Friday. I left half an hour early, to walk to the next closest LINK. "Don't worry so much, Jane," she told me in a conspiratorial whisper. "I know what to do and no-one else will know. I own this salon and certainly wouldn't ruin our reputation by being anything but confidential and discrete."With that she gently pressed my knees apart and switched on the trimmer. I tried to watch but it was a strain on my neck so all I saw was the dark curly hair fall away to the left of my tiny penis."I see and hear many things from my customers, Jane, and they all know. ..yummy...I finished strapping Felicia into my sex swing. She had her g string on. And her knee high stockings. That's it. I looked at her.. defenseless... vulnerable...and dripping wet. I spun her around a few times. I juswanted to look at her sexy little body. Her nipples were hard. Caitlyn was rubbing her pussy...when I told her to get on her knees under my daughter. She did. Immediately. Caitlyn had this thing about sucking on my cock. She liked it, and she was not too bad at it. I fingered.