" Please, don't do it to me," she begged, unable even to look at me, turning to give me a three-quarter view of her face which was angled down. But, h...r eyes flashed up at me once."You heard Walt. You will cooperate! Do I need to call him? Do you want seven men to fuck you instead of just one?"She never responded. She never moved. She was a lump, devoid of emotion, dead inside. It was I who spoke next."Go take a shower, change clothes. Wear something casual. I am ordering in room service. Would. .”“I bet,” Jordan said. “I don’t see it.” Jordan said to Lexi. Lexi laughed.“Relax, he’s cute. What’s your name?" Lexi said.“Bryan. Bryan Rhodes.”“We do need more male talent. I can’t do it all by myself. You know, you’re a pretty boy, you know that? But that might benefit you with your dick. Get ready, kid. You’re about to earn your stripes,” Jordan said.Bryan smiled.“Ok, places, people!"Brooke walked toward Bryan.“Look, I’ve never done anal. Not even with my boyfriend. So, take it easy on. Helen is also carrying the bottle and proceeds to add to Tim’s glass and turns to do the same to mine but I have moved from Tim to an easy chair. Mom has taken the other one. She comes to me to refill my glass, “Why did you move? You should be with Tim.”I put the fingers of my empty hand to her jaw as she is bent over close, “You don’t have to if you don’t want to, and you know that. But you look stunning in that outfit. One more step of change for you. Tim has been stealing glances all night. Go it. Just do it.’ Something you always, no doubt, wanted to do, imagine slowly unbuttoning her housecoat? Imagine looking to see what you can see of her with each unbuttoned button. Imagine seeing the tops of her breasts, your mother’s breasts. Imagine seeing the long, sexy line of her cleavage, your mother’s cleavage. Imagine seeing her brassiere and her bra clad breasts, your mother’s bra clad breasts. Go ahead and remove her housecoat. Now that you’ve unbuttoned and removed her housecoat,.