" "No there isn't." She replied and took a deep breath before vanishing beneath the surface. Beneath the water she started untying her boots and kicki...g them off quickly peeling her pants halfway down her shapely thighs before surfacing for a gasp of air. Down she went a second time finishing her pants off and then moving to unbutton her shirt letting the heavy flannel sink to the bottom along with the rest of her clothing. She didn't notice her white cotton panties had been pulled away with. Then, as it was now my custom, I licked her dry. She smiled and said, ?Good, I like that.?The next morning as I waited in the bathroom, she came in and stood in that very same place before. She lifted her night shift and again I found myself drinking from her fount.This was to be our new arrangement. No longer would she be seated on her throne to pee. From now on, it would be my place to be her toilet. I began to rebel at this duty, there would be times where I would be too busy to get. He would sometimes fuck her with it, as if it was a dildo. Sheila would moan and beg Robert to replace the tube with his cock.But one cold night, during their Senior year, The Emko container was empty and both teenagers were so hot to fuck, they forewent their need to play it safe. Robert fucked the fertile Sheila on the front seat of his car and emptied his balls deep in her cunt. Robert had planned to pull out and cum on Sheila’s face, but was unable to do so.The one time they did not play it. The only thing important to me was how wonderful it had felt. I know what a cliche it is. but I had felt really alive during the experience. Maybe I felt that way for the first time, since I died. There I said it. I had died when they took my memories. It was the price I paid for eternal life.It had been so good with the Irishman that I didn't even mind that he had most likely gone from my bed to the realty whore Kate;s bed. It was possible that I had been second and he was coming from hers..