”I check my clothes and makeup and say, “Okay guys, let’s make our way to their door.”We leave the room toward the throng of reporters waiting...by the door. Vic leads the way and loudly announces, “Move to the side, official business!”Amazingly it works until one reporter from KUSA refuses, “Hey, I know you - you’re Samantha Stevens from the Truth network. What’s this official business we need to move for?”Vic growls, “Ms. Steven’s is the official reporter for Jennifer Blaine. Don’t you remember. Dozens of other jobs required specific areas of experience or training that he didn't have. So, for most lower level jobs ... he wasn't qualified. They wanted him to take the civil service test, but he got tired of the runaround and finally left.He thought about going to a civilian job agency, but he wouldn't be able to give them much about his work history. It was all classified. Telling the CPO on base hadn't been a problem, because the person with the right security clearance could call the. He gets up off the bed and starts to get dressed. He looks at us and saysthat he wants us both but we would have to submit to him fully. If we donot we would never see him ever again. With that he leaves the room andthe house. Eve and I are still shocked and dazed by the events of thenight. We get dressed, me in panties and sweat pants and tshirt. We thendiscuss everything that just happened and that has been going on the wholeyear.I shared that I felt like a woman around Darryl and that I was. Her bosom was rising and falling gently as Lisa was breathing. Lisa lightly slid her left hand across my thigh and let it rest on the inside of my right leg sending tingles and new sensations to my already engorged cock which had been highly excited by Angela’s recent stroking. A scary scene came on and Lisa dug her nails into my thigh causing me to shudder in excitement, which I tried my best to mask from Lisa. When the scene passed she almost absentmindedly let her left hand make featherlike.