She had carefully recorded and booked all the comments and insults they had verbalized about 'the slut and her lesbian advocate.' Both Sara and her mo...ther looked shocked, Beth was almost chuckling and I was comforting Sara. When my aunty looked around she noticed those two shocked faces and then blinked a couple of times, finally understanding that they didn't understand what she was doing - and why."I'm sorry, I've been doing this for so long that I don't always remember to explain myself.. " I said Isobel extending my hand."Ok" she said smiling and she grabbed my hand and followed me to the other room.When I saw what was happening in the bedroom it was almost more than I could believe, even though it matched my most feverish fantasies. There were several mattresses spread on the floor and the room was lit by a few dimmed red lights. All the couples who had vanished from the living room were here, naked, sprawled out on the mattresses; fucking and sucking in almost any conceivable. Mostly I enjoy giving pleasure because as I have written that's what I thrived on. It made me feel good as I was in a world I felt I truly belonged in rather than that pretend one I lived and suffered in daily.Getting to this particular day, there was also in this area an entry into a series of halls, somewhat like a maze of corridors. Off it were little spaces were one could slip into with another or alone. It was very dimly lit back there and after discovering it's many secrets I really. I gave him his pop as well as a small knowing smile, but made a point to not embarrass him further by gaping down at his arousal while we were looking at one another. No, the last thing I wanted to do was alienate him. “Ok, lets hit my bedroom and I’ll get you started on some work.” I said, then took the lead out of the room. Peter, following close behind me, cleared his throat. “Um, can I say something without you getting mad at me?” I looked back over my shoulder as we continued down the.