They already had enough money to last them for the rest of their days. The boys were younger though, with their own young families to support. They di...dn't have the luxury of being able to sit back and do nothing.At nine thirty, I called over to the bakery floor at the plant, and spoke with Donny for ten minutes. He said things were going all right, and that Kitty was ready to take over as the day shift line supervisor, in the morning. I told him my Dad was sending us a couple production people,. My hands shook as I answered the phone and heard his voice ‘my friends are ready for you slag, be at this address tomorrow at 7 thirty, shaved and dressed like before’ , that was all he hung up. I WAS WET!I prepared myself and made my way to the address as instructed, dressed as before I felt like a whore knowing I was going to be used to service his friends and that all I was to them was a cheap dirty shag. Shaking I arrived and knocked at the door, he answered and pulled me into the hallway,. Thanks to HardTime, there was one noticeable difference between us—my stiff two-and-a-half-inch erection. Yeah, I know, porn stars all have twelve-inch dicks. I'm supposed to hang my head in shame. Woe is me. Or at least the dead of First Year Third Squad had told me as they bragged about their endowments—and their conquests. They used to brag about everything."Scott is being trained as a dom," Miss Krystal explained. "Children his age may exhibit dominate traits, but Scott is still a child.. OK. Fourteen. But that isn't an excuse for what you did. Is it?"I thought that was a hypothetical question so I didn't say anything."Well. Is it?" N-n-no, mom."Hear it comes, I thought."No it isn't," her voice broke and I felt my heart sink as I thought she was going to cry. I had never in my life seen my mother cry and now I was the reason for her sorrow.I raised my head to apologize to her. She was suppressing a laughter! She saw me look at her and couldn't hide her laughter anymore."How in.