”We were both shocked by his words.I shouted, “What?”He seemed a little scared. He said, “Sorry, sir, I gave this suggestion. I felt very bad ...eeing her suffering. So I said this. Please forgive me.”“You got the money. Now get out of here. We’re leaving too.” I started the car engine.He was standing with his face down. This time Menka broke the silence. She told me, “You are so angry for no reason. He did not say anything about a bad motive. Maybe he gave me the proposal for relief.”I turned. I listened intently at their laughter filled conversation as they spoke of other 'good partnerships' between local mentors and boys heading off to college.Uncle Jake told of another local man Jim who had taken a college freshmen into his home whom had been having trouble paying the rent at the local dorms. Uncle Jake described the boy being able to live in a mansion while his classmates suffered it out in the dorms and all he had to do was help with house cleaning, computer repairs, and. The taste was a hundred times worse than the smell of stale urine. The bile was rising quickly in my gorge, but I fought it back down. I could not afford to spew, he just might f***e me to eat it. Then the vile comments started. The fucking suits were enjoying my humiliation. ‘Oh It love’s that urinal.’ ‘Kiss that baby.’ ‘What a fucking pig.’ ‘Look at It’s cock, It loves this shit.’ ‘Fucking pig.’ They kept laughing and making disgusting comments about me and that fucking urinal.The shame kept. ” I had already stretched out a plan in my mind that involved Suzanne using a strap on dildo, but Leanne, the forward hussy, simply stepped towards me, grabbed my head, and began kissing me. As I joined with those sweet lips I felt her shaking, and realised just how aroused she was simply by being here. “Ohoh, I thought. That won’t do. Lets make this as lingering as possible” As we stood and kissed, our tongues joining in a deep, slow dance, I found her tits with my hands. Beautiful and pert, I.