"Wait, I haven't finished talking to you."Over his shoulder, Bennie said, "I'm not interested in a shouting match with you. We don't want anything you... have. You aren't friendly so we're leaving." He turned around to face back the way we came."No, wait. Don't go."I turned in the saddle and shouted, "Why not? You don't want us around. We don't want anything from you and won't let you take anything from us. Good bye."We continued to walk our horses down the road."Wait! Please, don't go. I'm all. We dropped off all of the family except Ken, Beth, Missy, Cindi and me. We went on to Andrews' apartment.Andrews lived in a shabby apartment house in one of the seedier parts of town. His current residence was a far cry from the neat house he and Ann and their kids had lived in before he screwed up their lives. We didn't see anyone moving around, and Cindi said he was inside, asleep, so we went on in.I looked at Beth and Missy, and they both nodded. I hadn't noticed it before, but Beth was. She tried to thrust herself down upon the vibrator, but her bondage would not allow her to move much without danger of falling over. The electric buzz was sending waves of pleasure through her, but not nearly fast enough.There was nothing Stephanie could do about it.She wriggled a bit and tried to impale herself a bit more upon the vibrator, but she found that she would just push the thing away and bound as she was, she dare not move much at all for fear of falling.The blonde moaned her. ”Jonathan volunteered, “As the only other guy here, I can tell you that it is a lot easier to shave if your cock is hard.” And with that he grabbed Mr. Forte’s penis and started stroking him, but as much as he stroked, it just wouldn’t get hard.Samantha said, “Jonathan, he’s not gay. He’s never going to respond to your touch. This is how you get him hard.”With that said, Samantha opened her mouth wide and latched onto Mr. Forte’s cock. She knew what she was doing, and she gave an expert.