" she agreed, “They thought I was a whore, they tried to pay me!”“How much?” he asked“How should I know? a few hundred dollars maybe?” she...replied.“Make things a lot easier if you could make a few hundred dollars a week,” Her dad admitted, “It ain’t cheap getting you through Uni.”“Or paying whores to keep him happy when my back flares up,” her mom added, “May be you two?”“What are you saying,” Zeta cursed, “That’s totally gross!” “Ok just an idea,” her Mom commented, "Maybe you should take a. Then you need to wrap up in something dry.”She leaned back and stared at me with this incredulous look on her face, and said, “Ok-k-kay, let me get this s-s-s-straight. You think I sh-sh-should strip right here in front of you, th-th-then wrap myself up in – what? – this t-t-tarp?”I felt myself grinning sheepishly, “Well, um, there’s more.”“Of c-c-course, there is. Well, l-l-l-let’s hear it.”“Yeah, well, to regain your lost body heat, you need to wrap up with another person. Of course, that. I decided that I was done “punishing” her. I pulled my cock out. There was a small puddle underneath her.I slid up beside her and held her from behind. I pulled her damp hair away from her face. We snuggled there for probably a half hour. I randomly kissed her all over her upper body and head. She occasionally responded, but she was totally spent.Finally, I told her, “B, I have to be going or I am going to be late for my flight. But, I want you to know that this was the best night of my. We then turned and laid next to each other. She told me we could never speak of this to anyone, but that I should stay for awhile. We discussed everything about our sexual desires, fantasties, fears, and our relationships. I felt really bad about cheating afterwards. I confessed to Christy my feelings and she told me not to worry about it that this was just fun and she is not very nice to me. That kind of threw me off, but whatever. Christy then went into her laundry bin and gave me a pair of.