"I might need someone to carry my bags," she smiled broadly, ever soslightly arched her back towards me and thrust the brochure into myhand.I glanced ...olitely at the brochure. I did want to help her but I didn'tneed any more magazines."Honestly, I have enough magazines to last me forever." OK," she beamed, "I have an answer for that! You can donate one tocharity, like a woman's shelter or a children's hospital. Lots of peopledo that." I really can't right now. I'm sorry." I handed the brochure. 'I'd love to do that again later.' he said.”“Then he added, 'My mate, Fred, is too shy to approach a girl, but if you asked him to fuck you, he'd be in seventh heaven. Would you fuck him, Ellie? I'd really like to watch you two fucking.' 'Well, since you asked me so nicely, while your cock is still in my cunt, I can't decently refuse you. Come with me while I ask him?'. By now Greg and Wendy were fucking on another mattress, as were several other couples. No one seemed to feel the slightest. I had just added a new command phrase. "Pussy Pleasure." This new phrase was designed to make me want to have a woman give me oral sex. Not just any woman but Brenda. I didn't limit myself to just receiving oral sex. I wanted to open myself up to all the possibilities. I also gave myself a way to stop the bi-desire I had created. All I had to do was say "No more pussy," and my desire for sex with Brenda would end.I got a good night's sleep and in the morning I loaded my bags into the rental car. Glancing at the clock on his nightstand he saw it was almost five-thirty. Will did not realize it was that late and he knew that he had to hustle to make it on time. Running into the living room he grabbed his keys from the entrance table, heading out the door to his truck. He pulled the piece of paper with her address on it out of his pocket and programmed it into his GPS. Will pulled up in front of her home five minutes late. He wasn’t sure where to park so he left his truck in the circular.