“Do you want something for breakfast?” Rachel asked, as I sat down at the dining room table. I wanted to say, ‘Yeah, you,” but I knew better. ...��Whatever you’re offering, I’ll take,” I replied. To my surprise, Rachel turned and looked at me, spatula in one hand and her other hand on hip, one foot resting on the top of the other and said, “Could you handle whatever I might offer?” I’m pretty sure it was a typical teenager tease, but there was something in the way she said it and the way that she. “I really want this job” she said “it is more money and it will be exciting”. I must admit I was also excited. But I was also concerned that Sharon was putting too much importance on this interview. Perhaps it was just her boss touching all the bases so nobody felt left out. But I didn’t want to dint her expectations. It was just after dinner when Sharon’s boss arrived and, from the de***********ion Sharon gave, I was surprised but later Sharon admitted she was shocked. The doorbell rang and. ..I mean, did you....suck each other?” A big smile spread across his face. “Shit, yes,” he said. “A lot.” I took a deep breath. “Show me how,” I said. He looked startled for a second, but smiled again. He pushed the blanket off his shoulders and crawled on all fours to my chair. He reached up and undid the button on my shorts, lowered the zipper and buried his face in my lap, nuzzling the front of my underwear with his nose and lips. My dick stirred to life, and when I lifted my hips. Good. He handed the folder to Joanna and pulled out his stethoscope. Joanna also tells me this is your first time for a breast and vaginal exam. He spoke calmly as he listened to my heart, and my lungs. Mmm, hmm. Well, dont you worry. If we can, we will try to make this as enjoyable as possible. He reached for the scope and looked into my ears and nose. Do you have any questions before we begin? He pressed his fingers into my throat just below my jaw, moved up along the ridge of the bone and.