"What about your job,slave?" I already called for my resignation last night Mistress" Oh good i will take some days off from Salon from tomorrow baby ...o train you into this relationship, now come along with me in the bathroom I need you to bathe me"He followed me to the bathroom I mounted on his forehead to fit my cunt to his mouth"Remember baby no spilling at all if you don't want trouble" I oozed out all the distilled liquid in his mouth and he found problem in breathing but took all of it. I. He took up an old headscarf, one that had once belonged to my mother, and knelt before me. He dabbed and wiped at the carnal residue high up on my thighs. I turned my head away. I sensed the delicate touch of the cloth briefly against the ruined place between my legs. He then pulled the tattered remnants of my skirt over my nakedness. But there was no need. Modesty and shame had become only words to me. Achingly small, and weak, and meaningless words. Laughter and guttural jests in the other. The second guy, who I still did not recognize (I found out later he was Fred's brother), had uncased his cock and was moving to get into position where KM could suck on it. I saw her lean forward to take it, causing Fred's cock to pop out, and he scooted forward on his knees to get back in her. Porch lights came on across the street and I went back to the party.I no sooner had a fresh drink in my hand than Jane came up to me and asked me if I'd seen Fred. I told her I'd seen him on the back. The thing about it was that I realized then, that it made me feel even more ashamed of what I'd done. Greg didn't have awesome technique as a kisser. The thing that made his kisses so powerful was the feelings of love that I got from them. Each kiss told me that this man loved me. They told me that he would do anything on earth for me and they made me dizzy.It wasn't the kind of dizziness you get from being on a roller coaster with your hands in the air. It was a more solid, more substantial.