All I could tell was that this body was unfamiliar. Not better nor worse than what it should have been, but different. What _was_ I supposed to look l...ke, anyway?I stood, and thought, and thought, and thought. Nothing. Finally I decided that standing naked in a cold bathroom might not be the smartest thing to do, and returned to the bedroom.Still no clothing in sight. That made sense; if there hadn't been any there when I went to the bathroom, how would it get there now? The brownies came in. "Mom did kiss me...but? You give far better tongue!" I say in a morethan flirtatious voice."So? Are we having that talk, I asked about a long time back? When yousaid back then 'not now, I like to keep you as a teacher and friend inour relationship. But we can talk about other arrangements later on'..."she asks me."Yes and after dinner maybe? We can get farther into that question? As Ifeel that time is now?" I wink at her."I think we should talk now?" she near demands."The food is getting cold?". She's never been much of a fan of these sorts of places, but this time, she readily agreed.As it turned out, the store offered not only sex toys and DVDs, but also lingerie, bondage gear, and a wide selection of other adult-themed items. We browed the DVDs, and much to my surprise, Dawn suggested that we purchase a couple, so we picked out two titles with wife sharing themes. We also browsed the lingerie, and her eyes grew wide when she held up a tiny pair of panties.The front was see-through. Once he was inside, it was lovely of course, and my tunnel only too happy to accept his traffic!As he slowly reamed me by way of hello, the doorbell rang again. Our other two guests had arrived. Liz and Eddie. Liz was the other Fisting Queen in Lucy's life, and Eddie was one of her boyfriends. Liz is a big woman, in her early thirties. A redhead with a wonderful body, statuesque, voluptuous, and quite well muscled. She looked like a sexy Amazonian athlete, nearly six feet tall, but such a.