Lenny sandwiched Meg between him and Alan. The alcohol flowed again, and the talk became looser. We drifted into two groups, Lenny and Meg together.I ...kept my eye on Meg because she and Lenny were getting very close. I didn't watch closely enough. It had only been a few minutes, but Meg and Lenny had gone when I looked over. I excused myself and went to look for Meg. They weren't far away, just in the living room. Lenny was sitting on the sofa with Meg on his lap, straddling him. Meg's top was. "Carol popped a thermometer under Allan's tongue and then started taking his pulse. "Fuck, your heart's really going it must have been a good one," she laughed. The hand she was holding was the one that had been covering Allan's now fully soft cock and was still sticky with cum. Carol put it to her mouth and licked a little off then looked at Tracey and said "Do ye think he could go again? Most boys his age can."Without waiting for an answer Carol started rolling Allan's soft pale cock between. I want to hear what made you take a dim view of the building. John never would say." I'm not sure I know either, Sir."He licked his lips, like he didn't know what else to say. "Enjoy the car, young man. You certainly earned it."We shook hands, and Mr. Collingsworth made room for the man behind him. Mr. Osborne introduced him.Mr. Raymond Joyce was the youngest member of the group, had a full head of dark hair, and his teeth were even. It was his southern accent that set him apart. In the short. . My need to be trained as a slave in your possession is strong. . ." It was hard for Becca to find graphic words to use but her eagerness to please him was already strong and pushed her on. "Every hole in my body waits to be yours, to be entered and taken, used for your pleasure alone. My throat craves to feel the circle of your collar. My back aches to be lashed for your enjoyment or to feel your just punishments." Becca's eyes stared intently atthe floor in front of James's feet. Her voice.