We make love. We work out. I wash your hair and do your back. Notice that some tasks have been done." Charles, number five is critical right now. I'm ...eeling squishy and anxious — kind of out on a limb. I'm an accomplished sex object, but I don't want to be just another piece of ass for you. Am I really 'delicious'? I need to know how you feel. I will work on that 'afford' thing and get back to you."I mimicked her style. "Feelings? My infatuation is fierce. I don't know how I feel about. There were tears in my eyes as I sat listening in the empty lounge. I wondered what she would be doing, but just as had happened the night before, there was no sexual excitement to be gained from this inquisitiveness, just an aching sense of emptiness. And I still had forty-six hours to go.Good Lord! I was counting the hours until I saw her! The last time I had done that we had only just started going out and I had subsequently assumed that it was just the intensity of young love. And yet, here. "It was more like she was saying, 'Sure, he may be great, but you might try something different once in a while.' It wasn't as if I wasn't giving you what you wanted." I should hope not!" Jackie said. "You know, I wouldn't be a bit surprised if they hadn't once been part of one of those wife-swapping groups you keep reading about. Do you think that might be?" Possibly," Max agreed. "After all, they did say that they were friends with the people who made that movie, the one where the mother. My cock grew steadily harder as I unpacked and "inventoried" all mythings, laying matching sets together and arranging them as they might beworn (bras above panties, etc.). My carnal desire finally got the betterof me so I grabbed a pair of crotchless panties and my Doc Johnson MediumPleasure Plug buttplug--basically a 4-inch cock with a wide base--andheaded for the vanity mirror.I quickly stripped out of my mundane "boy" clothes and stood naked infront of the mirror. My cock had softened a.