I’m 5’9” and during high school and most of college I was pretty skinny. I was also shy and didn’t participate in sports or anything that woul... make me popular so I was a ghost to all the girls, but often very nice to them. My senior year of college I started working out to try to change my physique. It worked. Between the effort in the gym and being a late bloomer, I started gaining some size. After college the girls started to notice me, but like I said, I prioritized my career above any. Around 8.45 pm The door opened and a pretty brunette wearing a tight blue dress walked in. She looked about thirty and not in bad shape at all.As the bar was fairly empty, and I seemed to be the only person on my jack, she didn’t need to be a genius to work out who I was.“Hey, you must be Adam, so sorry I’m late, bloody babysitter is never on time. I’m Faye, lovely to meet you.”She held out her hand and I shook it, noticing her pretty hand and long nails, painted a sultry deep red.After. Everyone ignored me, her cock forcing it’s way further in, she pulled out before pushing back in. Sharp waves of pain shot through me; I blacked out briefly from the pain before coming to. I looked down her hips were now against my cheeks. That’s when her assault started, picking up her body and slamming her cock back inside me. She positioned on top of me, her weight bearing down on me, she worked her hips drilling my wreck hole. Julia now positioned herself next to me, I looked up at her. Everyone looked to her as their leader.All the girls started to imitate Daisy, from her mannerisms to herstyle of dress. As the girl's admiration for Daisy grew, their makeupbecame less garish; their outfits went from trashy to classy. Everyonestarted to like each other. More importantly they started to likethemselves.Daisy made it a point to never lecture and tried to avoid philosophicalissues. Despite her best efforts, today's conversation settled onsexual orientation and how each girl viewed.