... well, it's my parentsSmilax: What do your parents have to do with this?FunkyBunch: i... i just don't want to go too far without... see this sounds...stupid even in my head... without their permissionSmilax: You want to get your parents' permission to fuck me?FunkyBunch: no it's not like that... more like... i want them to be ok with us being together before we're really... like, togetherSmilax: That sounds like what I just saidFunkyBunch: it's hard to explainSmilax: Ok so.... What needs to. One of the women was astride his cock pumping away, and I wondered if the King ever wore out his ability to become erect. I began to think that he had to be under a spell to keep him sexually active that much of the time. As before, the two "women" were constructs and looked like the same women I had seen earlier.This time, I let myself be visible because I wanted to talk to the King, and it was easier that way. The King saw me and said, "Ah, good day to you, Sir. You are My first visitor in. Then, he was out of range. I was disappointed, but I lay there, lost in my own sensations as the vibrator buzzed deep inside me. Suddenly, two heads popped up over the edge of the block wall surrounding my back yard. The trimmer was there, and so was another guy wearing a hard hat. They both looked at me, and the younger one climbed the block wall and sat on the edge. The other one followed, and both sat there, looking at me as I pleasured myself. I was in heaven. I loved being watched, it made. ... and then I saw her come in. She was with a guy and another couple and they were laughing at some joke or another. They walked across and sat down to the side and slightly behind me but I could study her over the rim of my glass in a mirror on the side wall. She was in her early 30’s I guess and so attractive and sexy. Honey coloured hair flowed around her bare shoulders, which she played with constantly, curling it around her fingers and flicking it off her face. Her full mouth pouted.