Joining me for a mutual fap session?“Hush up. Don’t ask me that.” But she was. Oh my goodness. “We’re not on the phone.”Holy FUCK, man!!�...Oh. So the phone hasn’t gone off limits? There’s really not no Never Again?” I was beating off pretty good now. But I managed to keep my cool. Suitably impressed with myself for salvaging this entire situation the way I had and somehow even leveled up in the process!!! But my voice was cracking a little. I’d become especially excited, you might understand.“I. I gave her the gist of my talk with Gaz and she said "OK, I'll come. After all, another pair of eyes and ears may come in useful and a trip to see the seals sounds like fun."We set off to Gaz Ward's place after lunch. We were let in through the gates and approached the main house via a long drive. The house was Edwardian, in the arts and crafts style, and was huge. Mr Gaz Ward was obviously doing OK. Wendy commented "I wonder what he was doing with a skank like my parent?"I thought for a while.. She placed the breakfast trayon the small side-table and sat on the edge of our bed. Sheseemed to be in a quiet and wistful mood, and was silent atfirst. Then she broke the silence with a bit of a "situationreport" and an offer as to how we might proceed."The children are all off to school and I phoned your work tosay that you are still not well enough to go in, I let themknow you would be off for another couple of days" she saidquietly. "I know you are not in any hurry to change back, sowe can. Meanwhile, getting lost in my thoughts I imagined my watcher outside of the house silently looking through the bathroom window watching every move that I was making. Imagining that he would see me leaning up against the shower wall, my hair all damp and curling around my face with one hand fondling my breasts as the other hand slides down to the fine darker patch of pubic hair stimulating my clitoris with my fingers thrusting in and out swiftly bringing myself to the point of climax.Maybe he.