The conversation didn't stop; it seemed as if Julie had been part of the family for a long time. I was really proud of her; I knew I wasn't going to d...o anything like as well when the time came to meet her parents...In the afternoon, Dad had a nap, Mum nipped out to see her parents and check that they were ready for Christmas, and Julie and I went with Jen up to her room to listen to her record player. The girls put me in the middle of the bed on my back, and then one of them cuddled me on each. It was a huge drawing room. I looked around. There were naked pictures.Pictures were of women getting fucked by a group of men. A king like naked man was treating a group of naked women. A group of women was having orgy with dildos. A naked woman was treating a naked man as her sex slave and making him lick her ass hole. Also, a group of women was licking the dick of a man.I was shocked see all these life size images in a drawing room. Suddenly a naked lady came in front of us and said,. ”“I suppose.”“I didn’t want to distract from your happiness.”“Too late. But I am being a selfish cunt. This was inevitable.”“Yeah. I do want to see you again. Come to New York. I can show you my town.”“Maybe I could bring Lizabeth. A cultural tour.”“I imagine she’d love that. And of course Celia will be there.”“Of course. You know I’ll need permission.”“Does Al go to America?”“Not for years. From when we got along. I guess he stopped trusting me alone in my big cage.”“So he wouldn’t take. We all thanked him and his staff. They refused any money and wished us luck as they recognized us from the television report.We waited until dark and again took the subway changing directions several times until we were certain nobody was following us. Then walked a couple of miles to a private airfield where I paid cash for a pilot to fly all of us out of state. He logged the flight as solo training hours leaving no record of us on the flight. He only could give gender and slight descriptions.