That night Shit Master wore very high black motorcycle boots, a white medical jacket that exposed his city-wide famous buns and was otherwise nude. It...was instantaneously overpowered by the utter perfection of his bubble-butt which had a hypnotic power on this particular shit-faggot because it was so chem high the slightest lewd excuse triggered my shit-eating frenzy. Rushing out of its mind, this shit pig couldn’t erase the image nor the rush of tremendous dark urges rising up inside of it –. The subject of sex always came up. Damn, I could hardly bowl with a hard on. Jen went to bowl and Amber came over to talk. She told me that Jen had the hots for me. I boldly said no more than I had for her. Amber smiled and went to take her turn.The next week Amber asked me if I would like to have dinner with Jen at her house. Amber was taking Jen's son for the night and we could just chill out. I should have said no but, I accepted the offer.I arrived a Jens's house on Friday night about 6:PM. When he returned, I suggested him to have a hot shower.There were four showers in separated cubicles, with curtains to give some privacy. Victor switched on my shower then went into the next cubicle. But just mine was working and the water was fine….The shower was powerful and the jets of warm water were having an erotic effect on my body. My nipples were hard and my pussy was twitching like a mad thing.I was dying to frig myself with the shower head, but it was fixed into the wall so I found. They were noisy, too, a minor annoyance when quiet was preferred. Harmless and friendly, patches were often kept as pets.Doe had been relatively unhurt, but still shied at sudden moves near her, especially when they occurred at the edges of her sight. Of the five, Tia and Seth were the only ones who had come through it unscathed, except for Tia’s dread of finally having to reveal her secret, her new-found ability to “see” through the eyes of animals. Afraid of rejection, she had kept this a.