It was annoying. Everything about Dennis was annoying. He forced Dad to work long hours, and made me be a dishwasher at a restaurant, and specifically...told me I had to turn down every promotion I got. I had to obey, but goddamn was I pissed. I could have been a server by now, getting tips, but instead, I’d passed up 4 promotions, and kept on doing the dishwasher. And I couldn’t even quit!And forget having a girlfriend. Dennis made it very clear no girls in the house unless he put his cock in. "How long have you been at this?" I asked, playing the paternal role. "What are you, eighteen, nineteen?"She licked her lips and looked down at her swelling bosom which her tightly laced stays nearly pushed up free of her silk gown. "Sixteen," she said, "and almost three years. Isn't that awful?" She pouted nicely, and I thought about how those lips would feel, both on my mouth and my member."I think you might be useful," I said, feeling myself hardening and trying to look serious and. Nice to see you’ sort of social chat.Perhaps it was because they were a married couple, but they didn’t seem to be in the party mood as often as we single students. To my disappointment, she and I only bumped into each other from time to time but even so, I couldn’t get her out of my mind so as casually as I could, I pumped Steve for information about her.In a few weeks, I learned that while he went to school with me, she worked full time at the local hospital, where she worked in the. She wasn’t wearing any knickers. We both wore a masquerade mask to conceal our identity just a little. I received a text and then another almost straight after. Both guys had turned up at nearly the same time and were in the car park which was perfect. I text them back our room number and there was a knock on the door a very short time later. I looked at her and she had the biggest smile on her face, you could see the pure excitement on her face as I went to answer the door. Both men came in.