I left her and Tasha in the apartment and went off to the basement to fetch the box. Twenty minutes or so later, I was back at the apartment. The door...was latched, and I had to knock, because Tasha had taken my keys, of course. Jessica answered the door, and before I could speak, she whispered: ‘sssh’, and in the same movement by which she guided me inside, she slipped her hands over my eyes. I barely had time to recognise that the apartment was almost pitch black, save for some Christmas. She then took the dildo an slid it inside her as her mouth opened as she fucked herself with it. I soon felt myself shooting my load onto the window sill , as I watched wither on the bed . after an few minutes she stopped an turned off the light . The next night I waited an this time she was alone an did the same thing . The next day I was coming home , She came out to get her mail , she said hello an said " did you like it ? "I was dumbfounded I said huh ? She said I saw you watching me , an I. The room on our right must have lodged the complaint, we saw a curler-bristled head disappear behind a curtained window. But the folks down the row to the left were a group of Marines fresh back from ‘Nam, and they loved it! [Writing this now, I’m struck by the fact that if this happened today there would already be video clips on YouTube and Facebook with strings of comments. But in 1971, thank goodness, no cops, no record, no foul.] This morning Dene’s parents had already left to pick up my. Then my senses were set reeling as the physical world shattered my bliss. I cried out in protest and longing, blinking furiously to clear the hovering afterimage of that explosion of light."Honey, is everything all right?" called a concerned feminine voice from the main room. *Honey?!!* Who the hell was that? "Um, I'm fine, uh, Dear!" I called out. My sight finally returned to normal and I wiped away the tears as I got up and walked into the other room. There stood a strange woman, folding.