A change of uniform was aboutthe only thing he could think of and that wasn't a great alternative.He remembered visiting one of Greenburg's nightclubs... and the outfitsGreenburg made his women wear. Mmmm, at the time they seemedoutrageously sexy. They could capture any man's fantasies. Such awonderfully hot degrading display; wow. The memories inspiredmasturbation for weeks. But now, the skimpy lingerie and exploitiveoutfits scared Roberto. The most conservative, least degrading. But this was different. Just the concept of blow jobs was different, for that matter. I could not, for one second, believe that the rest of the girls would actually demand to suck my dick, just because Phee and Danni had. And while Phee's emotions were running high, and Danni was known for her emotional outbursts, that didn't mean anybody was going to actually let me put my penis where I desperately wanted to put my penis."I have to go," she said, pushing at my chest. I had my hands on her. Sure why not we soon trailed off the highway to a path not so traveled it seemed, about 5 or so miles off the highway, I wasn't nervous for anything tho most normally anyone would in such situations, not me besides I can always handle myself, anyway we soon arrived to a seclude pond, nice'' I said yeah I come here sometimes on trips back from the city during the hot summers to cool off a bit before heading home he said, coolio I thought ya know we can skinny dip if ya want no one comes out here. “Why do I still bother with this stupid job anyway,” I thought to myself while washing my hair. “Thanks to dad, I’ve got enough money for two lifetimes.”My father was a grade-A womanizer. There’s no telling how many brothers and sisters I actually have. I’ve never met any because Doug was excellent at not being found by his numerous conquests. My mother was an exception to that rule. I don’t remember her at all, but according to Doug, she showed up at his door drunk with 2-year-old me in tow.