What I didn't count on was getting hard at the thought of Jess washing me. this made it hard to put my shorts on. I had to find a way to hide it. i th...ught of my life at school for awhile, and the hardness went down. When I called her in, she was wearing a robe, tied at the waste. I tried not to, but i couldn't help but imagine what she had on underneath. While walking to the tub, I started to get hard again. This much I couldn't help. When Jess was helping my into the tub, I caught a. The attendant seemed satisfied and went to a couple of bins and picked up picked up some items and took them in to her.Jill came out about five minutes later.It took me a couple of seconds to realize it was her. She stood just outside the entrance to the changing rooms. Her left hand was on her left hip. Her left leg was bent at the knee and her hips were cocked to the right. She had a look of desire on her face, particularly in her eyes. When I realized it was her, her tongue snaked out of her. Asking for two hostesses at once would have been considered greedy, and the old Emir had not been that way inclined. She found the prospect of sharing the Emir during a session quite distasteful. Even worse, Fatima spoke English as her mother tongue, so Maryam was at a disadvantage there also. Still she was determined to please the Emir in every way possible, so she would cooperate fully with his wishes.Eventually they were ushered into the bedroom side by side and stood, wondering what to do. .. my friend walked in on me, i turned round and saw him at the door and shut my computer to try and save a bit of dignity...yea right. His face was stern and told me to stay where i was...like i could move anyway i was in utter shock. I had just gathered my bearings and he had returned with a slight grin on his face, and a rather large lump in his jeans and a roll of duct tape in his hand, he ordered me to lay flat on my front on the bed and put my hands behind my back, completely bemused i.