Reluctantly the new Jane went, and got dressed, Ian helped her with her hair,and makeup, and they went outside to get in the car, Ian was aware of the...old around his legs, and wondered if he had done the right thing swapping,tights were much warmer. Jane however was much more uncomfortable, the highheels were strange to walk in, the long evening gloves pinched her upperarms, her bra felt very strange, and she felt very exposed wearing the shortskirted dress, with stockings, although her coat. Glancing to the side, I suddenly noticed the woman from two units over, who had silently stepped out for some air, leaning on the nearest railing watching me intently.I froze, hand on my cock, and pretended not to see her. As if she was some predator that could only see motion -- ha! I was totally nude, and totally caught, without even a towel nearby.Was it time to act out the fantasy?Out of the corner of my eye I could see her still standing there silently. My cock pulsed in my hand, standing. Piece of cake. He could build it. The thought that perhaps a bed would be easier to do crossed his mind, but he threw that out. Too obvious. Too horny-bachelor like. Too much like . . . like . . . a bedroom. And, ho ho, he thought, it needs a sperm-swallowing area. Think! Aha! A platform! A round one. Wood. Rough looking wood. Like the tub and the fuck table. Dimensions? A diameter just large enough to hold four people, three men and woman. 5′? 6′? He’d have to figure it out later, but six, as. I understood what Beth meant about that feeling fading between us, because there was something so unfamiliar in seeing excitement in Melody’s eyes that I knew it had been years since I’d seen that look in Beth’s eyes, if I ever really had seen it there to begin with.One of us closed the distance, and then we were kissing. It was like waking up from the effects of one of the Valium that Dr. Sebastian had prescribed for me. I could feel the fog fading and I felt... right. I was where I belonged,.