Watching Michael, I picked up on subtle signs. I would catch him watching me when my back was turned or I was bent over picking something up from the...floor. He seemed to find reasons to brush up against me for no reason. Finally, I had had enough. Jerking off every night thinking of Michael was not fulfilling my needs.One night, after closing, I gave Michael a ride home, only to find that his parents hadn't come home yet and he didn't have his key. It was well after midnite and I couldn't. Sue screamed first, lifted her ass up off my sofa and brandished her cunt at me like a crazed savage. Seeing her possessed by the throes of orgasm brought me to the same place. With my fingers plunging in and out of my cunt in a blur, stroking fiercely against my G-spot, I let out a wail and embraced the concussive release of an intense climax unlike any I’d known before. I was screaming like a virgin cheerleader. Sue was grunting like rutting animal. We both withdrew into our private worlds of. He was in too much shock to say much at the time, and he felt a little guilty for not stopping Olivia. He quietly slipped outside to get some air. To get away from Olivia and all of the irritating guests. I let my parents control my life and look where it gets me, he thought angrily. I wish I had finished college. I wish I wasn’t marrying Olivia. I wish…arggg. I need a cigarette. He heard the door open to his left, and sighed inwardly. Most likely Olivia coming to find him. He was pleasantly. He had to hold his breath as he rubbed the delousing shampoo into her dirty skin. Awoken from her slumber the puppygirl became quite agitated. Her whining and thrashing made it clear she was not a dog that liked the water. Luckily the waist high tub allowed him to keep a firm grip on the struggling pup as he rubbed away the dirt and grime with a hard scrub brush. It was only when he had rinsed the last of the shampoo off from between her eyes did she cease her struggles. Sullenly she sat.