.did you" ... i had to see the funny side of it ..we do talk a lot about it and i always say " i'd love to but you know i'm a little shy , and what wo...ld you think of me the next day " " I'd love you all the more he replied " ... we were so both up for it i'm sorry we never carried it thru. My biggest fear with carrying out our fantasies is having to face each other next morning lol , but i've been told by a friend ( they do it regulary on holiday ) that they cant keep their hands of one. We cooked elaborate meals. Hours of prep-time wasn't a problem since we had nothing to do and nowhere to go. There was no computer to be found and our TV screen stayed blank. All we had were our elaborate meals, card games, and conversation.Alison had lead an interesting life. Hours and hours of conversation had brought us closer together. We both agreed that if ever we escaped, we'd be sure to stay in touch. Still, nothing we did bordered on sexual and even though I occasionally wondered what. What was that doing there? I entered. There was Jan looking unusually emabarrased, dressed in a garish pvc nurse's uniform and brandishing a large pink vibrator.Now, I am not in to pvc, nor uniforms of whatever persuasion. so I was even more surprised. "Oh! It's you!" Jan cried, looking relieved. It tuned out that said gent with the puzzled look was a (non-sexual) regular massage client. He had no idea of Jan's other profession. The previous day while receiving treatment he had mentioned. "Oh thank you, thank you, thank you," I say to the wall."Master" He says to me. The voice from the recordings!"Thank you, Master" I say back. The dick withdrawals and the panelcloses.I have breakfast, and then get a shower. I strip down and enter theshower. The water feels so wonderful dancing over my D cup breasts andrunning down my body. I am in the middle of rubbing myself in the showerwhen I hear the bell behind the wall. I look over to the far wall andthe panel opens revealing Master's.