We aren’t going to ask you to do anything crazy”, Deepa said.“Okay, let’s see”, I said.The moment I said that, Deepa got up and locked the d...oor and windows.“Let’s start with senior worship”, Archana said.“What’s that?”“We will teach you. Kneel down”, Deepa said. It sounded more like an order to me.However, I decided to play along. I knelt down. Both Archana and Deepa sat on the bed and asked me to walk towards them on my knees.“Bend down and kiss our feet”, Deepa said.For some reason, I did not. Since I wasn’t fazed by their taunts they decided to question my parents heritage. Big fucking deal, they were assholes too.I had one family member that had loved me unconditionally and that was my grandmother. Grandmother Beverly took me in without question or hesitation after allegations of neglect by my father, her son.My parents enjoyed the party life a little too much. When a concerned neighbor called the police and I was found left alone, unfed and dirty, I was taken to my grandmother’s. Good job Belinda, Ithink you got your raise." Words he'd wanted to hear so badly. But... well, not 'exactly' thatperhaps. He shrugged ever so slightly and then blushed a deep scarlet.That got a smile from his Boss so he guessed he was safe, but explanationswould be wanted he suspected. Mr Donaldson stood and toasted the group with his water glass. "I want to thank you all for the fine work you've put in on this campaign.My two colleagues here and indeed I, look forward to working with you. She pushed me back again, this time using her muscles. I slammed against the back of the couch. "Shut up and lay back!" She snapped. She quickly unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. She pulled my pants down to my ankles dragging my boxers with them. I sat there, my cock starting to come to life. Her forcefulness along with her attitude was a turn on. She slid down to the floor on her knees, kneeling between my legs. She grabbed my cock and started stroking it. Then she looked up at me. She had.