Promise you’ll both keep on fucking me like we just did.”“I don’t see how we can resist,” Kevin told her, speaking for both men as he rolled... away from her.Shayla stood naked at the breakfast bar drinking from glass of water. Her eyes were on her iPad. She touched the screen occasionally between sips from the glass.“Hey,” Kevin greeted her. She looked up at him and smiled. “Hey, yourself. What’s with the shorts?” she asked as she quickly scanned his frame.He shrugged. “I don’t know. Jason is. .." I blushed after a moment. "It's a confusing situation, isn't it?" Yeah, just a bit..." A'moth walked over to a couch by my desk, sitting down and watching me.She was simply dressed, a plain jacket and jeans, her hair was in nice braids, her fingernails and lips a natural human color. My empathy was picking up great calm, with just a hint of sadness. She smiled at me. "How have you been Gary, really?"I came and sat down on the small couch beside her. There was just enough room for us not to. They were about to start without me when the coach finally convinced me that I'd made third place. I was one of the guys going home with one more piece of metal than I left with. I stood there listening to the Norwegian national anthem and realized that I was accepting an award for winning an event I practically didn't remember swimming. I should have felt great. Instead, I felt like a complete jackass. I gave the metal to Mom - who already had a 'my son won' tee-shirt on - and my Grandfather. ”“No more panties Sir?”“You understood me. I mean it–no more panties. Bring me all your panties.”Natalie had to go, like a c***d, to her lingerie drawer and bring him every single pair of panties she owned. Then he made her go to the laundry hamper and get her soiled panties too.“May I please say something Sir?”“Yes...”“I have to wear panties to work Sir,” she said pleading.“Why?”“Well... people will see my ass Sir.”“You’ll get used to it,” he told her.Then he produced a Hitachi wand vibrator.