All of a sudden, she heard movement. She turned over and looked through the doors crack. Was that Richard standing there? Yes, it was Richard standing...by the doors crack. His pajama top hung open. He had on bottoms but her focus was on his top and that tremendous chest of his. God, he had an incredibly awesome looking chest she told herself. No, he has a really, really great looking upper body she said as she smiled. He didn’t see it but despite what he saw or didn’t see he pushed open her. Picking herself up from the tangle, her body paint was mottled as well. With a quick nod and a silently lipped ‘sorry’, Ms. Blue turned and tried to walk, not run, to a door at the end of the room where she exited. The other three statues dismounted and followed her out of the room. Janice sat still and looked over the mess on Wynn and herself. Janice laughed a short burst and said ‘Let’s get you cleaned up.’ Taking Wynn’s hand, she led him to the same door that the statues had exited and. I awoke to a knock at my door. i got up, put on my robe and answered the door. standing behind the door was Ms Shaw & Julia both in jean skirt and matching white shirts. i rubbed my eyes, i thought i must of been dreaming. Ms Shaw asked could they come in and i said yes of course. Ms Shaw Spoke and said " I know you know my friend Julia. don't worry you're not in trouble but we have a confession to make" Julia Spoke and said " we had a friendly wager who would be the better at pleasuring you. My days in L.A. were uneventful but also spent the weekend there seeing family and relaxing. I’d spoken and texted with Beth nearly every day I was gone and got the latest on the Whitney/Claire drama. Whitney admitted that we were all together in the soak pool and watched me stroke. The kissing of the girls was not admitted for obvious reasons. I was a little miffed, it kinda made me look like the perf dude, putting on a show like that. I figured I’d go with the story and “man up” to it since.