Back in the house she was all business, telling him to get his pants off. She removed the prosthesis herself."It's inflamed," she said."Well, duh."She...went and got some Vaseline Intensive Care and spent five minutes working it into his stump. Her hands smoothed the cream up over his knee, but didn't move higher, towards his loose boxers. They were tented, and moved occasionally as his penis stiffened inside them."You got a squirrel in there?" she asked, looking at his lump."Actually, it's a. "Please be home, Debbie!" he said. Finally, the living room light came on. Chriscould see a pinpoint of light coming through the spyhole in the door. Thespyhole went dark again, and he guessed that Debbie was peering out at him through it. He knocked again, softly now that he knew she was up."Debbie, I know it?s late," Chris spoke to the door. "Please let me in. I'm introuble." Lady, what in the hell are you doing running around in your underwear on mydoorstep? Get the hell out of here before I. “Yes, the other day” I confirmed quietly, whispering just enough to for her to hear me over my parents radio playing in the kitchen.“Oh do tell all” she lent forward, interested. Her eyes sparkled.“Well there’s definitely two sisters, Priscilla and Mary. And there were some other students there, but I’m unsure if they live there or were just visiting” I explained.“Are they very pretty?” Simone dared me.“Well,” I shrugged, “I haven’t really thought about it” I lied. Simone smiled knowingly. She. As she suddenly remembered the pleasure that he would be bearing upon his return to her bed, she sat bolt upright, instantly awake with her heart pounding. The anticipation drove every synapse in her body to firing up an electrical storm, her erogenous zones were tingling as she made her way to the door where she admitted the room service waiter with a warm embrace and a passionate kiss, his uniform, and her flimsy teddy being the only barrier between their sexually charged bodies. She quickly.