I cried off, claiming a headache, Patti must have read the signs and she said she had a jiffy tummy and didn’t feel like eating anything.As soon as ...um and Dad left, Patti came into my room, she was naked, holding her vibrator in one hand and a bottle of baby oil in the other.“I guess this is what you want,” she smiled, “l’ve heard you thrashing about every night, it’s a good job Mum and Dad’s room is at the other end of the caravan.”I was lying on top of the bed, also naked. “I can’t help it. As it continued to play with her a strange feeling came over me, as if electricity were running through my arm. I looked at my hand and felt as if it belonged to someone else. I could feel sensations that my brain couldn’t translate. Warmth? softness? dampness? Suddenly I realized what was happening: I was feeling what the demon was feeling. I concentrated harder, and could feel the girl’s thighs clenched about my wrist, my fingers probing the meat of her uterus. My other hand was wrapped. She re-entered, grabbed some oil off a shelf and began the massage. I cycle competitively, so I am fit and muscular, but if she noticed this, she gave no sign. She rubbed my neck, my back, my feet, my legs, and then my ass. She put her hand between my legs to urge my thighs apart, and started rubbing my balls. I thought, "Hmm...that kind of massage, eh?" After half an hour, she asked me to turn over. I have a 9 inch cock, and after the work she put in on my nuts, it was fully hard. Again, she. I offered to treat them to dinner at a nice place, but Brock declined, saying he wanted to finish work on the IDs and do a little more exploration of the Blue Gene/L setup. Lisa immediately volunteered to stay with him and "make him eat something healthy." I had raised an eyebrow but offered no comment, since that left Lauren and I free for the evening.Since we first headed north to New York, I had wanted to take Lauren to an amazing restaurant I'd found on my last trip here, a nouveau-seafood.