"Thislacks the texture and moisture of a woman's ..."Holmes knew that Watson could not even bear to utter the medical term,so butted in. "And so it do...s. It also appears to lack the entrance to awomb. If I were not to be mistaken, Dear Watson, I suggest that what wehave here is not a woman, but what was once a male, modified by surgeryin such a way as to perhaps provide a plaything for its master. Aplaything that would not be troubled by pregnancy, or indeed, a woman'smonthly inconveniences.". I took one of the pillows from my bed for Josh. Josh was already on the couch, sound asleep. Pat took the blanket, covered him up, and slipped the pillow under his head.Thankfully the preliminary courtesies were soon over with, and she disappeared into the guest bedroom. I didn’t even bother getting my travel bag from the trunk of the car. I just went to bed and crashed.What I thought would be an overnight stay turned into four days. Josh even made friends with other kids in the neighborhood.. I pulled it out and turned up the speed. It was so wet I had to give it a lick to taste her. I started rubbing her clit with it which she likes. She started to moan and gyrate her hips. I dipped the dildo back into her pussy and drove it deep back and for the several times before yanking it out and pushing it into her clit. She started bucking. She closed her legs, trapping it onto her clit and pussy. She came hard. She had my dick in her hand and was squeezing it hard. So hard I almost. Did they know what had been going through my mind? Charlie had warned me before that ‘girls always know’. I felt myself shrinking back into my lounger, hoping no-one had been paying me attention.“See anything you liked?” Charlie asked playfully, but with the edge of warning in her voice.I paused, searching for a safe answer. “They’re cute, but I’m not on the market.”“Sandra,” Charlie saw my lack of understanding, “- the tall one with the bob and the mole on her boob – has the hots for you.”“Was.