Until thirty minutes ago, the telegraph was the most sophisticated communication system in the world as I knew it. Now I was privy to something that n...t only sent your voice from one place to another, it sent your picture too. What I was seeing was impossible, yet here I stood, watching it happen. It was either real or I had finally slipped into insanity. While I was hashing all this out in my mind, Coleen was watching me closely. I realized that she was afraid that I would do something. Already, I knew I wanted to bury my tongue as deep as I could.Suddenly she shifted, exclaiming she was done with herself and it was my turn. She had found a wash-clothe in my closet and had been using it without my noticing, so focused I was on just certain parts of her. First she had me turn around, and she made good on washing my back. I had some experience with shower sex before, but that was the limit, just sex. Never had I felt a woman clean me. She even knelt down and washed my ass, she. Its been about a month and a half since I first met up with Mica and Lisa. We all had such a great time the first meet up that weve continued to see each other each week. They would pick me up, take my back to their apartment and we would fuck on and off all day. It was exactly what I was looking for, friendly, non-judgmental people, who didnt tie me down with commitment, but had the same high sex drive as myself. This meet up Im going to talk about was a little different though. Feeling bad. At last my urine came out in a hard stream. I wiped and stood.I followed him into the living room. The sight on the straps on the wall put anguish into my stomach. That was not my fate - at least not right now.Mr. Grayson sat on the couch and patted next to him. I sat down on his left side."Closer," he said.I scooted."Good." He placed his left hand on top of my right thigh.We watched an old sitcom. He laughed but I didn't understand most of what he thought was funny. Toward the end of the show,.