As she now thought about Janet,while she washed her own intimate parts,was obviously sexually aroused and desirous of getting physically close to Jane......to give her pleasure...touch,kiss,hold her,and to also be given such joys in return.The very thought of becoming intimate with her older friend was now making her so hot!.She had to avoid overly washing her genitals for fear of triggering a noisy sexual climax.She promptly finished her shower,dried herself and left the bathroom with a towel. It was working.Was it a dream? No, there was the blue ankh on the inside of his wrist. He remembered the pain when the old tattooist etched it there last night, in the back room of the dingy store in the shadow of the hospital. He remembered the lump in his throat when he'd agreed to the terms of the deal, and the gleam in the old man's eye, the way he rubbed his hands together and grinned. "You'll go home and sleep," he'd said. "Tomorrow, when you wake up, you'll have 48 hours before you have. I also didn't want to talk to anyone that i didn't know. That didn't work though as i soon heard a "Hello." I ignored it but i heard it again seconds later. I looked up to see a random guy looking at me as he smiled. "You here alone?" he asked. I told him no as i pointed to my gf. "She's cute...." he said looking at her and then back at me. "Do you come here often? I mean i haven't been here in a while either, but im just trying to have some fun tonight.. and i just thought you'd want to have. After all what harm could it do. Taking my gown off to reveal my nudity I held it in the crook of my left arm while I took Brendan's left hand in my right and led him to my bedroom and en-suite. Ten minutes later I was showered and fifteen slow minutes after that I was dressed in a skirt, T-shirt and bra with white runners and a pair of matching ankle socks. I decided against panties much to Brendan's approval, not that I did it for him; no I did it to make it easy for Mark Fontaine to get at.