I sighed in relief. No one would come knocking on that door tonight. ******* I couldn’t forget my conversation with Miranda, obviously. But I did tr... to distract myself. Over the ensuing 24 hours, I seized every opportunity to be in my lab, focusing on the things that mattered. The lab was my sanctuary, a refuge, a holy place, a mighty fortress. And so it was with no small amount of irritation that I went to open the door in response to someone’s insistent knocking. I was even more irked to see. Then my doorbell rang. I got up from the sofa, walked to the door, praying that it would be one of my two new lovers. I stood at my front door, relaxed, took a breath and then calmly opened the door. “You’ll be at our house for dinner tonight,” said Anna as she stood in my doorway looking sexier then I’d ever imagined her.Anna continued, “We are having another couple over, so dress to impress.” “Ah. A triple date. Should I bring a date too?” I asked. “No need for that Dave. That’s not. "I-I-I…" I gulped. I was mesmerized by the glistening bald cunt only inches from me. I could smell her musky scent and I have to admit, it had my mouth watering.Maria grabbed my hair, pulling my face to her crotch. "Eat my pussy," she demanded.I was completely at her whim. I hesitated for only a couple of seconds before I leaned forward and licked the pussy in front of me.Shame and hunger crashed together inside me. I was shamed at submitting myself to serving a servant, six years younger than. "Well don't." What?" I replied."Don't fight to hold this form because of us. If you need to be male toavoid physical pain, then I think you need to do it. You're our daughterand we love you regardless." You're sure?" I asked them. When they both nodded, I replied, "Okay,"and changed.The rest of dinner didn't go that differently than it otherwise wouldhave. We ate, talked about the Twins (our hometown baseball team) andjust enjoyed each others' company. After a while, I even forgot.