" I have to sleep with you to keep my job?" she asked slowly and deliberately."Not sleep necessarily, but yes I want sex." I need the job, so yes, may...I phone Mr Gerontimus who can tell my mother?"I agreed and she used the phone and lied that she would be stocktaking.I found her a spare jacket to cover her torn blouse but she said it was only a seam split and she would mend it.I took her to my room as soon as the last of the day staff left around seven and she seemed surprised to find Msala. I never felt such a mix of joy and misery before, and I knew if I went nuts too quickly, they'd get upset again.With that in mind, I fought like hell to keep myself down. She proved herself to be one smart-ass floozy considering she not only physically screw, but mentally too. Once again, I was drowning, but they were throwing me anchors."Fine, you can lie down now, Lindzee; we won't kill you," she mentioned, taking a break. "We're assholes, but not mean assholes." That doesn't make any sense,. "Mmmm. I see you have a nice cock," she said. "Have you ever made love to a girl before?" Err, no." Would you like to touch my breasts? I don't mind."I gulped and said, "I'd like that very much." I cupped both breasts with my hands and manipulated them."They're really nice. Can I suck them?" Oh, yes," she said as I lowered my mouth to her nipples."Is this what you wanted to see when you looked through the shower windows at camp?" Yes, but I really wanted to see pubic hair. I love your thick. "That's nursesissy and bunny," whispered babysissy, excited to be a host(ess).Babysissy followed his eyes to the massive mahogany dining table where three gurls were playing cards, drinking and smoking. The need rose up in him."Where can I get a cigarette," he whispered. It was the first words he had said for sometime. His groin only hurt a little now."Oh! I have lots and lots of them, but you can't smoke them now. You're not part of the clan yet, so I can't share yet," explained babysissy, as.