Not now but maybe later like when I getbetter. Yes, that's when I'll get even. The two bitches calm down. Theyleave the room. Thank God. I can go back...to sleep. Fucking bitches!Morning, good I need a shower. What the fuck were they doing lastnight? That fucking witch was calling something up. I know it. Thatyellow shit is almost gone, but what's this? Hair. I see hair all overmy bed. Short body hair. It's mine! Looking down at my body, I don'tsee any on me! Shit did the medicine does that too?. "What? You got a painful dick? Don't tell me ... after nearly 60 days, you're finally getting symptoms. Bill!" The 'Bill' was long and drawn out."Nope ... the idea of the 'liner remover' nailed me a good one. Just thinking about that little tool sliding in the end of my cock and all the way to my groin. Jesus ... it's making me sweat. Then turning that shaft and the razors and hooks ... Eww ... Now I gotta pee. DD! I'm coming in!"DD was taking a pee herself. Bill tore open the shower curtain. . As she moved between my legs she looked me in the eye and said, 'One good turn deserves another... don't you think?' Her hands ran up the inside of my thighs and over the bulge in my jeans to the button, slowly she undid each of the buttons and then as I raised my butt off the seat she pulled my jeans down and she saw my tight underwear, they were grey tight shorts and she could clearly see the outline of my cock in them and at the tip of my cock was a wet patch of pre cum. Slowly she leaned. And Julie had no illusions about what she was doing. It was wrong and would have serious consequences if it was discovered. So if she wanted to keep doing it—and she couldn’t think of a way to stop—she had to be as careful as possible. She had her cake and was eating it too. Something like that could not be taken for granted. She was a smart girl and she had to remember that or she might make some classic misstep that would lead to her undoing. Julie arrived at the restaurant more than half an.