I panned down to my throbbing cock and then to her little dripping-wet snatch. It glistened with wetness and looked so inviting. "I am going to put th...e entire eight inches of my cock into her," I teased.I ran the camera along the length of my cock as Sandy mumbled between Pam's legs.I handed Pam the camcorder."Keep it on her face," I instructed.Pam smiled as she pulled Sandy's face up so that she could see it in the camera.I started by putting a finger in her, then two, then forced three. Last night was different.” After a pause, she said, “If…you know, you want…sometime, to love me like last night, I won’t object.”After a long pause, Chantelle answered, “No, I won’t object either.”“I told you though. ‘If we pick that guy up, he’ll want us to perform for him.’”They laughed and Chantelle said, “I guess I was curious, a little, okay, more than a little, but God, I needed him. I figured it was worth the price. And oh, was it ever. Even the price was heaven.” They laughed again and. Apparently the apprehension was visible on my face because Charlene continued, "Don't worry. Dave is not going to touch you. I don't think Dave swatting your ass would give you anything but pain anyway." Everyone laughed.She paused for a long moment and then added, "I'll be the one inflicting the pain in this experiment."Charlene was a fine looking woman, and I think at that point several of the guys in the room would have suddenly volunteered to be a part of the test, but she was all business. For everyone else involved come January second Tony simply put them on the Cobblestone Digital payroll. This had the affect of keeping Gwen, Chrissie, Matt, and Riley close at hand and while they might not be working in the exact jobs they would have eventually, they would be useful. While these jobs were closely aligned with the music, Cheri was now technically employed by Tammy's Wheels. The crossover of actual labor was widespread, but that's what accountants were for and they did now have.