If you took then as sales people, you'd not have to do much training."She replied, "We still have the delivery problem. Can't afford to let that down....Charlene said, "I dated a guy who delivered for a pizza parlor. He made okay money, but the hours were horrible. Since our hours are better, maybe we could hire some of those drivers to deliver."We plotted and schemed and within an hour, Amanda had a plan she could write up and offer. It would take some time to train the new drivers and Paul and. A sign over the bar intrigued me, it read; L.A.M.B.S. WE ARE THE SLAUGHTER. I didn't understand it, but after today I sure as hell believed it. The 2 ladies eventually resigned themselves to Melissa's decision, they weren't pleased but they accepted it. I listened intently but still had no idea what all the fuss was about. I was soon to find out. An attractive lady in her mid 40s, dressed impeccably in what looked like a hand tailored suit, walked over to the table. "Hello Melissa, nice to see. Today I walked into a booth and went straight to my knees and I saw someone was already in the next booth with his beautiful dick in his hands fully engorged. As soon as he heard the movie start in my booth and he saw my head through the gloryhole, he turned straight toward me and started teasing me with his cock. He stroked it so sensuously and ran his finger around the corona. His finger ran over the precum leaking out and massaged the frenulum. Ever so gently he massaged that now damp. I swayed, breathing hard, my body flushed. So far, this wasn’t so bad. I could handle being kissed and touched by other men. It would make Daddy so happy. He came to me, seizing my hair again, a pleased smile on his lips.And then Daddy led me to the St. Andrew’s Cross. It was shaped like an X, manacles falling from the top, others at the bottom. Boots thudded behind me. The other masters moved their chairs, forming a half-circle to watch as Daddy seized my arm and lifted my wrist to the first.