I ... don’t like that I don’t feel anything.”I sat back onto the sink counter. “Look at me, both of you. Look in my eyes. What do you see in t...em?”Eve and Dora both met my gaze, breaking it a couple of times, then finally looking at me without flinching. After a few seconds, they both looked puzzled. “I see pride, love, and admiration, I’m confused.” Eve said, which Dora seconded by nodding.“Exactly. I wish I’d had the chance to take the two of you out like I did with Beth, when we flew to. . you're a bartender?" Was a bartender." She corrected him and with a weak smile went on to explain. "My father, sister and two brothers are drunks, so I thought I'd stay the hell away from it. Bartending serves as a daily reminder of how devastating it can be." She hugged her knees close to her.Warren studied her. He thought she looked like a little girl in the pose."So how 'bout a Perrier or a Coke, I'm thirsty and hate to drink in front of company?"She kicked off her shoes, and Warren said,. I was still thinking of Bobby and his hard young cock. Without thought, I turned the hot water off. My body was shocked by a bone-chilling, cold shower. My breath caught and my body convulsed. I watched my nipples as they became stiff points. I could take no more. Turning the water off, I stepped shivering from the shower. My teeth chattered as I opened the linen closet. ”Fuck,” I hissed, ”where are the fucking towels?”I walked to the door and opened it, dripping wet. He was still cutting. The same panties traveled another 5000 miles to reach me!My cock throbbed as I sniffed and licked at the gusset of her black panties. I unzipped my pants and undid my belt, letting them slide down. I hooked my boxers and pulled them down letting my cock spring free. My hand found my cock as I rubbed her panties over my face. The feel of the silky nylon making my cock throb as I began to masturbate.I lowered the panties to my cock and began to rub them over the shaft and head. Small drops of.