I blinked the sleep away and saw Kevin laying next to me. He was facing me, his eyes open. There was a longing in his gaze."Good morning, sleepyhead,"... he said softly. I returned his dreamy smile.He reached out and caressed my cheek. As his hand ran over my skin with a delicate, feather-light touch, I turned and drew his index finger into my mouth. I smiled to myself as I saw Kevin close his eyes and bite his lip to keep from crying out.Leaving a trail of soft kisses along his hand, I pulled him. I could the rustling of clothing, zippers, and finally she emerged. A black bra, the black leather mini skirt, black thigh highs, and boots. She came in the room and stood in the middle, turning around with her hands on her hips and posing her legs. I think she really liked the boots, too. She motioned for me to join her, and as I reached her she opened my zipper and removed my aching hard-on from my pants. She then led me, tool in hand, to her spare room where she did the massages,. She foundout, it wasn't hard and exposed me to everyone, and spent the rest of theyear tormenting me and she really loved watching Craig target me the way hedid. And she loved inviting my so-called boyfriend Jeremy to come by. Inever understood what delight girls got with that?" What?" Berna asked."Seeing a dominant man target a submissive man." Me either," Berna said. "That must be a thing for your society here." It's not mine anymore," Aisha protested. "I lived in your culture most ofmy adult. She looked at me and breathed deeply. I watched her ample breasts heave with the effort. Her legs were open and her pussy was on view. “Meet Melissa,” said Richard, “She’s been waiting here for us all evening.” I wondered if she had eaten, but I guess she had. Melissa looked a lot younger than me. Her skin was firm, tight even. She looked gorgeous. I yelped as I felt Richard’s hand spank me, playfully, but it still stung a little. “She’s yours,” he said, “She must obey you and you must obey.