Her dominant side took over and she told me I must wear panties under my jeans while I was there. Being a good slut, I agreed and picked out a pair of... brown and white flowery boy-shorts, put them on under my jeans and then a white loose fitting t-shirt. I said my goodbyes and headed to my friend's house.While I was there, we did usual guy stuff like play cards, on the computer etc. After a few hours, the drinks were flowing and we were all feeling rather drunk and rowdy. One of the guys, Ben,. I don't wish ill upon them but I'm concerned for April."Nola said, "Paulie, we can go. The guys won't want you and I can defend myself with your help. I think this might be a ringleader and crowd issue. Some of those girls will go along because the idea excites them or, like Julia, they're sluts at heart. The others may feel that there's no other choice. If we offer that choice, we may have some new neighbors. Does anyone object to that?"She looked around and no one objected. She said, "Okay.. ? I said again.?Have a good day Leann.? She told me, then hung up.I sat there just staring at myself in the mirror holding the plug and the lube. The name she had called me kept going through my head.?Leann.?As it sank in, I knew that no matter what, from now on I would always be Leann deep down inside.I went into the bathroom and lubed up the butt plug. It was black and easily 6? long with a ring on the bottom for pulling it back out. I inserted it gently, taking my time and enjoying every. What made this house so great is that it was surrounded by thousands of single -bedroom apartments individually assigned to each of my companions.This was the perfect layout. I could choose whether to have multiple or single partners every night and not have to worry about tripping over everybody in the process.Best of all, there was plenty of room to expand my collection of women, which seemed to be growing almost on a daily basis. I still had far too many companions with whom to contend, but.