The young Irish Catholic once found it scandalous being nude with her mistress, but had grown used to it over the years as their sisterly affection fo... each other continued to grow. "I haven't felt this clean in a week," she cooed. The thought of bathing in a public Hammam or Turkish bath would also have scandalized the Patricia O'Toole of just a few years ago, but Jane had rented it out just for the two of them.Patty glanced at her mistress. Jane's feet were crossed at the ankles, arms. As Saturday was a holiday i knew we could stay out till late and if the situation arose fuck each other all night.I took her to a five star hotel.Obviously she was floored.All along i didnt miss a single opportunity to touch and feel her up. She was wearing a black dress which exposed her back and i was feeling that up. During dinner i made her open up a bit more and she spoke more about the fact that she hadnt had sex in a while and had forgotten what an orgasm was. This was a clear signal for. She then got out her make-up kit and applied eyeliner, mascara, eye shadow, eyebrow liner and a little lipstick. She took her time and, I must admit, he looked gorgeous. I felt myself getting excited all over again. She wasn’t through with him yet. Now came the bra, a see-through bra but stuffed with his socks. Next came panties, then pantyhose, a pullover top and finally a skirt of mine that came to mid-thigh. He looked so feminine. I said he should be Josephine, not Jojo. We all laughed but. .I was reminded of Selena, er, Princess, a cat in heat that had been transformed by the witch Kate into a wanton woman for me to fuck. The cat was missing too.I sat down opposite Demie. Straight to it: "Have you been killing the women who I got pregnant?"She took a moment, watching me. "Not all of them. Neighbor lady only got an abortion." She stuck out a long, tentacle-like tongue to punctuate her point.I could feel the heat in my face rising. "But my coworker Carrie?" She nodded..