She yells back that she'sokay, but scared. She asked me if there's anything wrong with my body. Itell her I have a woman's body (I know I have her bod..., but I don't tellher this in an attempt not to freak her out anymore than she alreadyis). She screams back that she has a cock, a cock! a cock! she saysrepeatedly. I tell her to calm down, and I tell her I will get us out ofhere, wherever here is. We check in with each other here and there, butbeyond asking how she's doing there just is not much. This one, I hadn't even anticipated.We walked to the private wing, and my mates deposited Callie and I at the master suite. They wished us a good night, and left us alone. I looked to Callie, to see what she thought about this, and got a big shit-eating grin for a response."I ain't no shrinking violet, Matt", she said huskily. "I may be a farm girl from Nebraska, but I know what I want. Right now, that's you."I found out that the only thing she didn't know about was oral sex, the receiving end,. They had a little studio setup in one of the unused dressing rooms so they could get some basic shots of Sable. The primadonna Sable began to come out a little bit as she made sure that the lighting was perfect so she would look as good as possible in the pictures. "That's a wrap," the photographer said. The camera men and make up ladies left the room and Sable started to realize that she had been a little rough on the lighting crew. "I'm sorry you guys," Sable said, not wanting them to spread. First, I stripped down naked and ran the bath water. I threw in some bubble bath. Well, it was dish soap. It was all I had, but it foamed up nice and felt good.The warm bath felt so good. Even in spite of the "incident" today. I wondered when was the last time I had a bubble bath? Maybe when I was five or six. I recalled an argument with my mom. I was trying so hard to keep from taking a bath and she was determined put me in the tub. I cried and cried until my feet hit the warm water. It felt.