By Friday, I felt like I'd barely made it through the week. I'd spent Wednesday night at Damien's penthouse being split open between him and two frien...s. It had been almost a repeat of the last time there'd been three guys except the two guys who weren't Damien had both shoved their cocks into my mouth. I didn't do any drugs, Damien kept strictly to his "rules," but crawling out of there at 2 AM didn't really help my cause much despite the incredible orgasms I'd had. Margaret woke up when I. Miss Prosser, also, seemed to be trying to fight down her mirth. Her shoulders were shaking with suppressed and increasing merriment. Oh, dear! What HAD this old bastard got lined up for her this time?"Go home on foot, my dear! That is your next and final task. Sounds so easy, does it not?" If I knew the route, it would indeed. I guess I'm not too far away - close enough to be back home well before dawn."He wheezed and croaked his mirth again for some moments, Miss Prosser snorting into her. “We’re approved. There’s no need for you to be embarrassed. Janice and I just hope you enjoy the new twist in our relationship.” “Yeah,” Janice continued in a low voice, “stop walking on eggshells. You guys look like if you touch each other everybody in the joint is going to know you fucked each other. Loosen up! Richard, lean over and give her a kiss,” she ordered. “We don’t,” Emily started. “You don’t what?” Janice asked. “We don’t kiss,” Rich answered. “Oh, for Pete’s sake!” Janice said.. I'm sure whatever you have is fine."Carlie pulled out a tight, red skirt and held it up for me. She smirked at my reaction."Yeah, that's what I thought," she scoffed, throwing the sexy garment back inside. "Hey, you got anything I could borrow?" W-what?" I stammered, wide eyed.Carlie hopped up past me and into the hallway. I couldn't escape the pull her beautiful, giddy energy had on me. I wanted to experience more of her."This is your room. Right, hon?" Carlie asked, peeking her head around.