The four of us even jogged home, quite an ordeal in excessively hilly San Francisco, Cat and Lindy leaving us at Helena's door breathless and exhauste... while the two women seemingly barely affected by the strenuous run continued to Lindy's apartment.The shower revived our bodies and began our lovemaking. We cleaned each other's good (or bad or dirty) parts excessively but not to the point of explosion. We wanted to build that to a big crescendo. When we entered her bed though, my utter rigidity. It was still seeping when I handed him a battle dressing (Kotex) to put on and self clinging gauze to secure it.I saw blood coming out of the arm of his leathers. There was nothing to do but break out the leatherman. I hated to do it but I cut his leathers right up his arm. I didn't want to move him more than necessary. I peeled back the sleeve and got sprayed with blood. I clamped down on the bleeder and broke out another battle dressing, pressing it directly against the wound. It immediately. I was again sat at the vanity where white sheer nylons with a lacepattern in them were pulled up my legs and fastened to the six garters ofthe corset; these were followed by a white pair of panties with red,white and blue lace across the butt! Next my wife brought a giantpetticoat white with red, white and blue trim though out the edges, itwas put on the floor I was told to step into the middle of it and it waspulled up me I put my arm though the shoulder straps and she fasten thetop part of it. "Two light mocha lattes please?" I said, "Oh and hold the whip cream onone. I don't like it," I said with a chuckle.Ashley was chatting up the other guy behind the counter and sure enoughwe went to pay. This is where I realize that my wallet is in the washerand is not where it should be; which is there; paying for my Light MochaLatte with no Whip Cream. I turned to Ash and whispered "Uh, I don'thave any money." Ash whispered back, "I don't either."I realized that Ash and I needed to work on our.