I said I have already bathed in the morning but she forced me to have a bath and as I went inside and started bathing, after about ten minutes I heard...a knock. I opened and stood naked with all soap over me and nodded “why?” ( if she could why shouldn’t I) she: someone texted you.I: Ignore d.I Tried to close the door and in between, she stopped.I: why d?She: another message da.I: if you want you to join me for bathing. If I keep the door open and bath, the water will get into your room. If okay. I couldn't help noticing though, that they are both pretty fit, and she especially has an ass to die for!I get out and run 3 or 4 mornings a week, and yesterday, I had just finished about 4 miles, was walking up and down the street to cool down, when they both finished a run themselves. Both were wearing running tights, as was I, and I couldn't help but notice her awesome ass, and his bulge. We stopped to chat, and finally introduce ourselves. As we talked, I was hoping that I wasn't being too. “Loose butthole! I like it,” George smirked.“Mandy, your turn. Let’s see yours,” my mom pointed out how Mandy’s asshole was tight like mine, but we were also the same size. “Their training will teach them to loosen their assholes to take bigger tails when necessary and tighten them to hold smaller ones,” my mom explained.“You mean dicks, right?” George understood the double entendre’ my mom was going for.“Yes, dicks, fingers, anything that can be shoved up there really just as long as it isn’t. The authorities responsible for his death were soon brought down by bullets from the girl who came to be known as "Deathbride Jackie."Big Chill had become a vampire while serving in the Vietnam War. His platoon had happened upon a village that just happened to be inhabited by vampires, and made the mistake of making camp there. Most of the men in the unit tried putting the moves on the ladies there; most ended up dead. Chill alone walked away with just a bite, but not without filling the heart.