Paul seemed to alternate between Mother and me. He danced the slower dances with her, holding her tightly, his cheek pressed to hers, both of them obl...ivious to the attention from Daddy and some of the other club members. They whispered to each other continually as if they hadn’t seen each other for some time, something that I knew not to be the case. During the next dance Daddy asked me. ‘How is it going? You’ve been kept busy but I feel that you aren’t really enjoying the attention.’ ‘The. Again. Unfortunately our relationship has devolved to the point that I just don't give a damn. I let her cry for a minute or two and then I quietly said, "Get up, Gwen."She took her hands away from her face and wiped her eyes on her forearms. She's having a hard morning and it shows. She looks like shit. She looked at my face for a moment and then she looked down at my cock. It's soft now, killed by this unnecessary little mini-drama. I had only just barely been able to maintain an erection. I'm Leslie, by the way. This is Adam. Now we're all on equal footing. It's nice to meet you, Jason." It's my pleasure," Jason said, shaking Leslie's extended hand. "I'm a big fan. I am really excited at the prospect of working with someone of your pedigree." I was glad when this opportunity fell to me," Leslie said. "Let's go in and sit down. Judy can find us. I'm excited to meet her, too."Jason stopped for a moment."You don't know her?" he asked. "How did she set this up?"Leslie gestured to. It looks like you're fucking every guy in the camp. Are they forcing you to do it?"She grinned. "Hell, no, I'm having more fun that I ever have in my life. One guy after another every night!" Oh... okay, if you're okay with it, I should go."She took my hand. "Jim, you're being so sweet about this. But you're the only guy in the camp who isn't getting laid. That's not fair. She stood in front of me and unbuttoned her blouse. "We were so well-behaved all the time we were growing up, but.