It’s a good thing I hung around for a while, though, because what happened next was worth the price of admission. Remember that little tail with th... tuft of hair that I mentioned? Well, I didn’t put that in there just for general interest. In fact, that tail became a major player in the drama that was about to unfold. First, the tail stiffened and stuck straight out from the butt of that hippo. Then it started to slowly rotate. The spin was about a horizontal axis, meaning that it looked sort. ”“I’m not an expert on sex you know.”“Yeah, I get that, but I kind of don’t have the nerve to ask the doctors. You don’t have to put this in the notes do you?”“The mind boggles, what?”“I’ll come clean, though I expect they guessed from how I was when I came in. I kind of play away sometimes, I like orgies, not massive ones but I can’t think of another word. Hubby knows all about it, but he doesn’t come with me. I have this deal with him that afterwards, he spanks me. It’s a game; he doesn’t do. I hated Tuesdays. They were my Mondays in a sense. I had a full schedule ahead of me, with a busy day filled with a quiz, one exam, and a research project I was working on, not to mention some study work I'd be involved in most of the afternoon. For the first time ever really, the last thing I wanted to do was be going to school. And though Bella would be going through almost the same hectic schedule I was next week, I was almost jealous of the fact she still had free time on her hands to enjoy. I really liked it when she did; it made me feel good, excited. I loved to look at her. When she was standing like that, against the door all stretched out I could see everything, I loved running my finger down the crack in her ass and cupping her pussy. She loved it too! Of course neither of us realised it was at all sexual, we just did it because it was humiliating and made us feel good, it was just part of the game. When I was bored with that I’d have her lay on the bed and start kissing.