I had put on my profile that I was looking for playmates, friends with benefits or a long term relationship. I tried making friends but after months I...was getting tired of trying to be polite. The advert I placed was for rough anonymous sex.I had just finished meeting the first person to respond to the Ad, my cock still shrinking. She had been fun and I told her I would be open to another romp. I emailed my phone number in the email reply, and I drank a cup of coffee. Soon I was texting back. Now she was sure as the hands groped her.OH no there are many of them. Their hands are all over me.She pulled away. Smacked to the head she tried not to struggle. It was hopeless.She felt a cock rubbing against her belly.This can’t be happening. Wait, stop. I am scheduled to be helping the homeless tonite.Pease I have to help tonite. She begged again.Finally, a gruff disguised voice.Fuck the Homeless. God helps those who help themselves.Fucking Do-gooder Bullshit.We are helping. Danica asked her father, "Do you have any hands helping out right now?" We told them to take a few days off, and that we'd send for them, when Devan came to get us." Okay, it's just us then." Turning to her assembled friends, Danica said, "Let's go find out what we have and get started. I'm starving."Ebonar stood in Danica's strangely bare room, staring at the corpse of his Master. "It appears you underestimated those two," he muttered. "I have my instructions — things will continue as you. Chrissie had been watching the exchange curiously, so I decided to invite her in. {Help Janet.}Chrissie gathered up a few large towels and began to spread them on the floor of the living room. I grabbed a beer and sat down to be a voyeur.By the time Maddy came back downstairs, Janet and Chrissie had things organized, with several large towels spread out and a bottle of massage oil warmed up in the microwave. Maddy returned barefoot and wearing a short bathrobe; Janet ordered her to remove it,.