Should he be the one I let enter me for the first time? I had kissed him goodnight after dinner and quickly retired to my room. I'm sure he was a bit ...isappointed but he had hugged me and said goodnight. Alone in my room I had quickly stripped down to my bra and panties and ran to the bathroom. I had to piss badly. I pulled my panties down to my ankles and sat on the toilet. I spread my labia with two fingers and began to pee. I relaxed as my bladder emptied and started thinking of him. What. I was feeling very submissive and willing to do their demands as well as John's.The first guest arrived, Tom a tall lean older gentleman. I ask what he would care for and he grinned and said the usual. I immediately took him to the sofa and knelt before him and pulled out his cock and sucked it. I heard the door bell ring and John answering the door. "Where is this slave you say you have. Why are you answering the door?" "She is taking care of Tom. Come on in and join the party."I. ’ Running Deer paused considering her words. ‘Where you here for my father, and his father, and his father before him?’ ‘I was…and I wasn’t,’ she said cryptically. ‘You speak in riddles,’ he retorted with an edge of anger in hisvoice. ‘I was for each of them yes. But even as I am for you now, I am different. What you see, is what you want to see. Not what I am. The image I have allowed you to create is how you believe me to be, to look, and to act. I have no control over that, so it differs. She shook her head. “How does this get allowed to happen. A cop car drove by in the footage.”We were watching the cell phone footage of our suspect, Dean Michaels, having sex with an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl. Beside him was a college student named Vivian Bailey who was having a woman go down on her. It appeared to be the mother of the girl Dean Michaels fucked. It was in broad daylight on a street corner. Traffic was streaming by. In fact, the traffic was forced to go around the car.