Hey, that's me. Ouch.On the day of the party our poor little house was literally bulging at the seams. I of course spent the whole time gawking at a v...eritable sea of skimpy bathing suits. Some of the girls were even brash enough to wear thongs. Two of the girls complained of leg cramps which I had to minister to with a thigh massage. When the rest of the girls saw what was happening you would be shocked to see how many cramps there were then. My special technique for treating leg cramps. “That’s fine Mr. Wells. We will expect you then. Please bring your notes on the devices we are working on.” Then she disconnected.The patent search turned up clean, and the patents were filed. Gary told me to be patient for another couple of months, and to expect calls from several companies in various industries. He explained that most of the major companies have people who only job was to find new patents they might be interested in.A few weeks later I now had 12 more patents. Gary wanted to. "I'm Jim Brodie," I said.She looked up and glared at me. The proper reply is, "I am slave Jim Brodie, Mistress."She stretched a paper out at me. "Read and sign this, slave, or leave immediately." I took the proffered page and read:I, Jim Brodie, accept that for the next fourteen days I am a slave-in-training at the SSA. I will instantly obey the orders of all females at the Academy to the best of my ability. I recognize that I am subject to physical punishment for inadequate or laggard. Mike quickly retorted that he did not mean having a cock that looked like his, but enjoy sucking his. He then went on to say that based on the tent in my towel I looked interested. He continued to gently stoke his cock and I could see the precum forming on the tip. Just then my towel fell to the floor and my 6" cut cock was at full attention banging against my stomach. He motioned me closer, he was still on the bench, and as I approached his now hardening but still not errect cock it was.