After I finish, I use a plush towel to dry myself, gingerly, and brush my hair. I apply some Astroglide to my asshole and pussy. Parker watches me clo...ely. I blush again, embarrassed to be seen as I prepare my own ass and pussy to be ravaged. I redo my lipstick; there is always one of my lipsticks and gloss in this bathroom, and once it is done, Parker opens the doors to the master bedroom. I enter it, and he leaves, closing the doors behind him.I approach the four poster bed. The bedposts are. The sharp point of the surgical steel made Stephie jump a little. I quickly withdrew the needle and reminded her to keep still. Shawna offered up, "It helps if you don't touch the skin until you are pushing it into the target. That's kinda why we use a little topical on the area, too." "Thanks. I'll keep the first part in mind. Stephanie, if you jump again I'll be forced to give you punishment right here, and we really don't have time for that crap. Now hold still and take it like a big girl.. One said to the other, “I’ll bet that any minute now some old senior is going to walk by, put his face to the window, and ask what we’re selling.”Sure enough, just a moment later, a curious senior gentleman walked up to the window, looked around intensely and rapped on the glass, then in a loud voice asked, “What are you selling here?”One of the men replied sarcastically, “We’re selling ass-holes.”Without skipping a beat, the old timer said, “You must be doing well ... Only two left.”Seniors --. "Kevin?" Yes, Andrea." Could you. . . I wonder if. . . shit, this is just too weird. . ." What is it, Andrea?" Well. . . if I'm crazy enough to ask you this, will you just tell me yes or no, without thinking I'm some kind of pervert?"I leaned back, looking askance at her. Then I smiled. "Andrea, in these last few days, I've come to love you, besides getting to know you; ask me whatever you want." I. . . back when you were born, I never got to hold you. Could I hold you now?" You can certainly.