The interesting thing was that I needed, wanted the men more than the dogs. Not that I wouldn’t want to fuck them, too. But, it was as though my bod...y was somehow hungry for man-seed, craving it.I had dozed under the mid-day sun on a pile of cut grass that Dreng had gathered for a large bed. As I came awake, I was on my stomach. I could hear two of the men somewhere nearby. I stretched and rolled over onto my back. Before fall asleep, after fucking the three dogs by the lake, I had come back to. Somehow a sense of humor was something I could not seem to muster at the moment.After the main course was finished, coffee and dessert was served. Every once in a while I would glance across the table at my sister Laura. She had a sly, almost devilish grin on her face. In a moment, I felt something against my inner thigh. Laura had slipped off her shoe and had extended her stocking foot underneath the table and it was heading towards my crotch. In a moment it was there. I looked up at Laura and. Slowly the feelings of horniness Rachel had felt earlier in the day began to return and her hand strayed into her pants and began to massage her aching slit rhythmically. She was snapped out of her reverie by Nick's familiar voice. "Oh God, this is so fucking hot" He moaned. And Rachel remembered what she was watching. Pulling her hand from her pants again she burst into the room, hurling obscenities at the bemused trio, listening to no explanations. Forty minutes later her belongings were. I should explain that prostitution is viewed differently in Europe than in America or Britain. “Sekswerk” (sex work) is legal in the Netherlands, and has been for many years. So, while everyday people might look down on prostitutes, they didn’t shun them, and certainly didn’t lock them up!And Miriam had strongly suggested that I get a license, just to keep my options open, should an opportunity arise that I wanted to seize. She had used her connections to make it easy for me to get one. So, I.