A few had played around with Ken and Barbie having passionate sex – only when Mummy couldn’t hear. It was all true, though; they didn’t really w...nt to be simply sex toys themselves.Though ... What about Clive? The only male under 90 (who wasn’t a parent visiting – euuww!) allowed in the camp. As several of the girls had said “I would!” The younger ones had little idea what they meant by that, the older ones were clearer, and the camp friends were very clear that, since this was the only cock in. She took a deep breath. "Anything," she said. Dr. Perryman wasn't an unattractive man, just a youngish guy with short mouse brown hair and glasses. He was still quite fit and, as Kaitlin's roommate had once pointed out, a nice ass. Originally hailing from England he sported a classical Cambridge, he had a perchance for tailored 3 piece suits, there was something quite charming about him. "On that note," he said, "I need an assistant."Kaitlin sighed. He wasn't thinking of what she was thinking. "Larry, I'm going to have one. You know what I'm like when I make up my mind." She waved to the waiter and he came across. She pointed to her plate and said, "Again." He wandered away. I didn't think she quite got the hang of healthy eating."Let me make a radical suggestion." said Larry. Daphne looked at Larry suspiciously. "Hire one." What, hire a slave? How does that help?" No, not a slave. Hire a personal trainer. That's what normal people do. You give them money and they work for you.. So I turned on the geezer and got the hot water ready. I called her in and I had to start pouring water on her as small children are given a bath. I first applied shampoo to her hair and cleaned her hair. Then I applied soap over her neck, armpits, back, ass, navel, thighs, breast, hands, legs and even pussy. I had to do it twice to get rid of the massage oil.I dried her hair and other parts of her body,applied powder at her armpits and I took a purple thong from her travel bag and a pink lacy.