Freedom.Then Wednesday, Dad got his job back. Actually, he got a new job. His old boss, Bill Miller, hadn't been able to replace him, so the state per...sonnel department gave him the authority to hire an outside consultant. Bill hired Dad.They set it up so that he would tele-commute, working from home most of the time, with his computer tied into the state's network. A couple of times a month, he'd have to go to Olympia, but the state would pay for his hotel, his meals, and everything. He wasn't. They seemed pleased that I'd had. He suggested we head for my place. After getting the lighting, music and air conditioning right they both proceeded to strip. As soon as our gear was off Sonia got Lance and I to lie back on the bed while she knelt between us. I watched her take Lance's cock in her hand, and then suck the knob into her mouth. Her other hand gripped hold of my cock and started to massage it to hardness. It didn't take much effort. Soon her lips moistened the head of my cock, her. I liked girls. Maybe a bit curious, at most.The best stories would catch me off gaurd. The guy seduced into dressing like a girl with promises of sex. Then presented as a sorority pledge at a frat party, and resigned to grind and suck cock until the promise of pussy was fulfilled. The boyfriend lured into a potential swap, only to have his girlfriend gangbanged, and he, forced to clean up before taking his turn.I recognized a slightly submissive, femenine disposition in myself. I still. She exhaled slowly and focused through her tears on the dancers. She blinked at the scene. One woman was on her knees while a man thrust into her from behind, in front of her another man plunged his cock down her throat, fucking her hard and making Chloe’s own throat ache in sympathy. The dancer in gold was straddling one of the soldiers, arching her back and thrusting her hips in slow circles as she stroked the cocks of two others. The final female dancer was writhing upright, suspended.