Sorry for the delay in the story. As always, feedback, Encouragement, Suggestions are welcome and requested at Now that these two are mine, as we were...waiting for the valet to get my car, I asked the girls if they needed to pick anything from PG, so they can go to office from my place with me in the morning. They replied they had to get laptops and cloths and inners. I said okay. And asked if either of them knew driving? Tanvi replied she did, so I asked her to drive.Ashma and I sat in the back. Whats wrong? I asked. This is your fantasy, she reminded me, not mine. What the fuck is that supposed to mean? I wondered as I watched her jump up and rush out of the room. Unfortunately, the answer was not revealed until a few minutes later, when she returned with a large strapon attached to her flawless figure. I would have gladly made her climax, but apparently, she had other plans in mind. And given the size of the strapon, I got the feeling I would enjoy every seconds of whatever it was. She felt ready to get out there,” Amy continued.“That’s good,” I said when she paused.“Anyway, Laura and I were chatting and she told me this guy she went on a date with - well, they got on really well. Like - really, really well.”“She slept with him,” I guessed. “Good for her. She’s just been through a bad break-up. She deserves some fun.”“Totally,” Amy agreed, “Anyway, she was telling me about it. Telling me everything. Too much information, in fact. She even showed me a photo of his penis.”I. "I couldn't help myself, and broke into a quiet chuckle which she eagerly joined. It wasn't a horrible confession, just something I never would have pegged her for. The fact that she was sharing it with me was sweet. There was no other word for it, a sweet and romantic trust.Helen ducked down, so that everything but her head was immersed in the pond. She looked up at me, and I too lowered myself into the water, steeling myself against the chill."Want to do a few laps?" She offered, looking.