The rest of the time I wish to be loved by a man and not just used. You know, dating and such too. Are you interested in being that or not?”Brian ro...e, “I want to think on it overnight, like I do all major decisions. I will visit with you after class tomorrow and give you my answer.” He gave her a firm kiss and thanked her for the drink as he left.She was not paying good attention during the class, wondering what Brian’s decision was going to be. It had messed up her sleep last night too.Brian. “You’re wearing far too many clothes,” Hilary finally said, her hands reaching for his shirt.As Ben sat up she lifted his shirt, pulling it off over his head. He wasn’t overly muscular or anything, but he worked out enough to have some definition in his chest and arms that if Hilary was being honest with herself, she’d noticed and admired before. And after tossing his shirt aside, Hilary ran the tip of her index finger along the contours of his six-pack.Her finger finally reaching his waist,. As I put on my street clothes back on, I thought about what I was doing, and I almost decided to go tell them that I had just been kidding. But I really was getting excited thinking about being the center of attention of eight muscular teenaged boys. I knew that they were probably all virgins, and that excited me even more. As usual with me, lust won out over good sense. And I drove home and got ready for them. I was pretty sure they’d show up. Luckily, my husband Tom was working that. One wall was glass, looking out across the swimming pool and on to the deep blue of the Aegean, Homer's wine-dark sea.By the time the buyers arrived, the merchandise was in place. Freddie liked to let them see what was on offer. The twelve girls were all tied, one to each pillar, a single cord around each of their necks sufficient to keep them in place. They stood as they had been instructed, silent, motionless, eyes cast down. Freddie was pleased. Andrea had done a good job. He liked it when.