But he needed to sit there and be good. It was hard to be good while listening to his mother scream out obscenities while his best friend groaned and ...grunted in mindless rut. But he knew he had to. He had to sit there and be good.Hours later, the noise finally stopped. Dave blinked, realizing his mother was done playing with Jake. He didn’t feel like being good anymore...He grabbed the wishbone and sat back on the couch just as a Jake emerged from his mother’s bedroom.Jake looked exhausted and. The woman handed him a small gauze pad that he wiped both nipples with. Next she handed him a large needle; we all began to cry as he roughly pierced both of Tia's nipples and place silver bars through the new piercing keeping the silver washers in place. He rolled Tia back onto her belly and moved between her legs. The woman handed him what looked like a 12" long dildo with a short hose and bulb coming off the end. It was lubed and easily slid into Tia's vagina; slowly he pumped the bulb until. She had been introduced to him earlier and she smiled at him. “You remember Jerry Bissel, don’t you Mary?” “Yes, hello again, Mr. Bissel.” “You can call me Jerry, Mary.” “All right, Jerry.” “Mary, Jerry want’s to talk to you about a job he would like you to model for Monday. I’m going to go back and keep Janna company.” He turned and walked out the door. “Sit down, Mary.” She moved to a chair about 4 feet across from him and sat down, letting her skirt ride high as she did, then slowly crossed. She danced sensuously to the rhythmic sounds of the music playing over the speakers. Every man in the room looked at her with desire wishing they were the ones dancing with her. But she only had eyes for him. The man entwined with her, their bodies moving together in a rhythmic grace. He was average size but ruggedly handsome. His dark features hinted at a Mediterranean look of olive skin like that of someone from Italy. He had long black hair that fell just above his shoulders and his muscles.