"What did you do?" I gave my boyfriend a blowjob," she said."Did he cum?" All over himself" she said with a giggle, perhaps thinking back to me tellin...g her to swallow my cum."Did you ever fuck him?" Yes, for his 16th birthday"The questions and answers went on for about half an hour, then we ate. Now I was ready to get down to business. I asked her to give me a blowjob to get into the "on" position, a feat accomplished with a little less work than I had imagined. I taught her how to play with. I wanted so badly to be fucked like a dirty whore right there in Michael’s bedroom. I knew he was watching this all take place and I wondered if he liked what he saw in his precious little sissy. I hoped so. With Daniel unable to maintain his erection long enough to slip inside of me, he resorted to using his sausage-like finger in my ass. As he fingered my hole, Mark repositioned himself and was now standing in front of me on the bed. I figured he was about to cum but he launched prematurely. I told her to do so as I got up and went to the meeting room myself.I walked through the dark, quiet office without pants, feeling awfully free and horny. In the meeting room I grabbed three of the markers, for good measure, and stopped by the window to look outside. The city looked quiet and peaceful, and in the alleyway below our offices I could see a woman getting fucked on the hood of a parked car. I sighed, for a second wishing she was here with me, then returned to my screen. She had. Maybe he was just making it all up, but the story really shook me. Could he do that to ME? Just GIVE me to somebody, like a possession? I should have felt disgusted. But I felt... I mean, I couldn't stop thinking about... (22-second pause. She was obviously fighting some sort of inner battle. She wanted to tell me everything, but for some reason, she also wanted to suppress this thought. Eventually, she left the statement unfinished and shifted to the next part of her story.)All at once, he.