What they had was girls or teenage girls and I just knew we were going to get in trouble. Now I had money, my family had money I should say. I had a l...arge trust I had never really touched. When the madam or house mother as I thought of her stopped she smiled and we talked.I guess I was horny and not thinking clearly and before I knew it we had reached an agreement. What I did not realize was I had made a deal to pay for a new girl and thought it was just for the night. It turns out I had bought. " The elder told me about you, you shameless hussy. Shut up and get in the van."I ignored her and entered the Flying Dutchmen.No sooner was I in the control chair then I was giving the computer it's start up orders.As the ship rose off the ground, I hit the chair control for the external speakers. "Inform the elder that I will see him there."The van driver's mouth briefly dropped open, then shut tightly. It was as if she was trying to deny the evidence of her own eyes.I watched the holographic. I guess Laura and Jerry were saving themselves for the big day.At last Saturday arrived, I helped Laura prepare the buffet for the evening and stock up with wine and drinks, not that everyone needed Dutch courage, unlike me. I would definitely be the odd one out. Everyone else knew each other.Amanda was the first to arrive, she brought a bag with her and kissed Laura and Jerry on the cheek.“Can I dump this upstairs?” she asked.“Sure hun,” replied Laura, “may as well put it in Tom‘s room,” she. "Slightly offended by his patronising and evasive answer, she cut to the chase."Get real, Andy. What are we talking about here? Anal? MILFs? Whips and chains? Bukakke? Come on, stop being a big girl!" she teased ironically.Feeling like a game of truth or dare, Andy rose to the bait. "Anal does it for me. I like fit girls, much like yourself, getting fucked senseless in their arses."Lena stayed quiet but looked on, smiling.He continued. "Oh and blow jobs. I like big sloppy deep throat blow jobs,.