It was large and expansive, a patio with several levels of multi-colored granite decking tiles. There were several bronze-and-glass patio table sets, ... large granite fire pit to the side, and a matching granite walkway down to a swimming pool and hot tub. A wet bar and large stainless-steel grill were near the house. Several French doors went into the house. It looked like something out of Architectural Digest, only nicer.“My God! It’s gorgeous!” exclaimed Megan, standing and taking in the view. He said, "We can make a deal, Lora."The terms he offered were simple--spend the next twenty years of my life in prison or spend five years as a Doll on the Pleasure Grid. "With your pretty face and tight little body, you'll do very well." he said. He didn't stop smiling once during our conversation. "Some popular Dolls even stay on after their contracts end because they can start charging good money."I didn't think too hard. I took the pen he offered and wrote my name on the dotted line. The. "Bob, to the Inner Circle plus parents: "Any problems out there?"All: "No. Just a few nerves."I left my connection up to everyone else. "Were we in real danger? Could we have been hurt or killed?"Bob and Dave: "Yes and no. One that big in an unprepared dwelling has been known to kill people when something fell on them. Fortunately, everything in all our places is either tied down or out of the way."Me: "Then it was a brush with death. It means we're supposed to fuck like minks to prove we're. It was nothing I ever tried during sex before.“You like that, don't you, Mom?” Travis asked.“Yes, I do, sweetheart. Now, I want you to take off your mother's panties,” I let him know, as I smiled at him.“I can do that,” Travis said just before he kissed me once.He climbed down toward my crotch and slowly pulled off my panties. My pussy was completely shaved, and then I knew his cock had to be as hard as a rock.“Nice Mom, you are a total MILF,” Travis said.“Prove it,” I replied.So he did just.