? It seems to be a shallow abrasion. I spreadantibiotic salve, bandage it. Mona slowly recovers, starts to talk, evensmiles, relieved. She has been sw...ating heavily. I take off my clothes and turnon the shower. Mona stands up shakily. I grasp the Velcro straps on herloincloth and pull. I can smell urine as I take it off. The others leave the room as I guide her into the shower. Igrasp the soap and lave her, top to bottom, back to front. At certain times shegasps and quivers. Her breasts are. .." You replied. Feeling there was no point in trying to be a Flyer, and knowing you'd never got to be in Sasha's office or presence again. Working up the last of whatever sliver of courage you had, you decided on what you'd request from the woman. "...I...I...I...I want to titfuck you..." Sasha stared at you, her blank and confused expression made you want to cry and run as far as your legs could carry you. But you had said what you wanted to say. There was no going back. The woman's silence. I am getting sleepy now. We will continue this in the morning.”I turned and walked to my bedroom door. I had just reached the door when Piyush interrupted. “Ma’am”“Yes, Piyush?”“We have a request to make.”“What is it?”“Can we fuck you again, now?”“You did, 2 hours ago.”“Can we do it again, before going to bed… please.”I looked at them. I was a bit horny to be truthful. Getting fucked after 4 years had got my juices flowing but I was also sleepy. “Ok. But make it quick,” I said.“We will, ma’am,”. I declined his offer and reminded him that although I had no prejudice about his own orientation I was heterosexual and intended staying that way, regardless of such a large sum of money. Then he gave me the killer line."I know but that's no problem as it's a woman."He went on to explain that an American man had called him from the Grosvenor House hotel and he had asked for someone to service his wife at the same time as Gustav, my Argentinian friend, looked after him.It took me all of two.