He didn’t do anything for her on Friday. He smiles.“Rose, all those silly drugs caused changes in my biochemistry, one of which is a permanently s...iff dick. This has been up like this since Friday. That shocks her. So, those of you who made it this way now have a lifetime job of catering to it as my slaves and sex toys.” She nods her understanding of where he’s coming from. And then giggles when she sees the pun about where he’s about to be coming to, or in - her.He steps forward, and slides. I was looking for C but could not see him. So I let him kiss me as I remember C told me to grab the opportunity when it occurred. He felt I enjoyed it and this gave him confidence to move on. It did not take very long before he had both hands on my half naked ass. I felt his fingers on my skin squeezing gently. My dress went even more up and I felt his hard dick through his pants against my revealed pussy. His fingers where searching to go between my cheeks and I felt myself getting wet. I laid. The sight of her sitting in the chair, arms trapped behind her and chest pointed outward was distracting him. He wanted so badly to just tear her dress off and have his way with her right then. But that would be giving up his control. He set the pen back down and turned his attention to her bag.“Then I’ll have to see for myself.” He announced, reaching in her open bag and pulling out a wallet case. As he opened it, her ID appeared on the left and her cell phone was attached to the right.. It would surely embarrass her when she met them and was confronted with the fact that they knew because he had told them of her history. And she would be confronted because he would tell her. Honesty he had decided was going to be the key to their relationship. But then it occurred to him that she may not be as embarrassed as he might think, purely because they had seen her in action at the late night parties. "We," he began again, "I guess the whole thing began around six years ago." SIX!".