The he asked why I was in the bathroom with the shower on, I told him andhe nearly wet himself laughing, telling me that I was getting paranoid.Indign...ntly I reminded him ?look you big lump, I?m just a little frailwoman, I?ve a right to get paranoid? still grinning he replied, ?We bothknow that that?s bullshit you are one tough lady ? and a very special oneat that.?That reminded me that it was time for my prosthetic vagina to be washedand my skin given time to recover, so from tomorrow it was. You bring the jelly?"Charlie nodded as best he could, the prospect of being impaled by the brown monster that his lips could only get halfway down making his whole body quake with excitement as he got ready to be pulled up to his feet any second.When Oscar grabbed him under his arms and yanked him up, Charlie took the pajamas from around his ankles and fished the lube out of the pocket while his host sat back down in the chair and adjusted it so it was a little reclined.Charlie moved over. “Sure. One week, no sex. Or masturbation. Nothing, at all.” “You got it, after this, nothing.” I was okay for the first few hours of the next day, then you got cruel. Strutting around in skimpy little outfits and purposely trying to make me want you. I got you back, how did you enjoy that picture, by the way? You slept unnaturally close, nearly on top of me. Accidentally, or maybe even purposely, I can never tell, your hand brushed my cock gently and I groaned as it started to harden. I did. I preferred peanut butter. It allowed me to pretend that the breakfast was healthy as well as filling.I got Tiger ready for the ride to the RTP metro area. I was headed to Raleigh first that morning. When I arrived at the office, Bitsy, who was suppose to be off all day, was waiting for me.“What the fuck are you doing here,” I asked.“Addie vetoed your idea,” she answered.“Someone could have told me,” I stated in a loud voice.“Well we are both here now,” Bitsy said.“It’s just as well. Lil got us.