Jesus! All I'm asking for is a little bit of peace and quiet."Laurel looked at Steve, mouth agape. "Fuck, Steve! You could have said something earlier... You don't have to take it out on me now!" How could I have told you earlier, damn it? I couldn't get a word in edgewise! I just wanted you to shut up but you wouldn't stop talking long enough for me to say anything!" God," Laurel said, her eyes starting to tear up. "You would not believe how much I fucking hate you right now. Get the hell out of. . Mr. Penetrator. " Linda 's laugh startled me. "Oh, of course, of course. What elsecould the imaginative folks who made such a thing call it but acliche. It is just too precious," She laughed. "I should haveknown. Well then, show Mr. P. how much you appreciate himDanielle. Use both hands to stroke him." Linda grabbed the back of my head and brought it closer to her lapand the stiff Mr. Penetrator sticking straight up. "Lick the head,Danielle. Lick it all, baby. Get him nice and wet for me.". A colleague from her school, middle-aged sportiv and unmarried, lived less than a minute walkin-distance from my flat. We both knew him through our shared interests in french movies and general arts. So we walked to the movies with this idea in our heads and the descreetly vibrating thai-balls in Margots vagina. I was very excited by the idea that every step we walked her sensitive parts were softly stimulated. Than, seated in the dark, her hand found the way to the swelling under the cloth. " I'm Joan by the way", she held out her hand to shake, "We've been holding classes for the younger concubines here. Kind of like the Mommy and Me classes they used to have on Earth. Maybe your girls could sit in on one of them?"Bob checked out the butt in question, "I don't think your butt is flabby. Maybe I'll send the girls over this afternoon." Great!" Joan said. Over the course of the next few weeks, Bob did send his concubines and children over to the Community Center. He often.