His hand trails down my back and he cups my bum, firmly.Wordlessly, he takes my hand and leads me upstairs to his bedroom. He smiles at me when we arr...ve at our destination...so I promptly push him onto the bed and stand in front of him as he scoots up to the edge.“Hello.” He finally says.“Hey there,” I say...trying my best to be sultry. I even bite my lip.He takes his hands and slides them up inside of my wet shirt, cupping each of my breasts and tweaking my nipples, rotating between playfully. I of course put on the macho man front and told her she wasn't going to put that stuff on me. She then told me if I let her do this I would be rewarded in a big way!So I pretended to not be excited about this opportunity. She carefully applied some lipstick and put on some eyeliner, eye shadow mascara. Then a little rouge and even went as far as painting my nails. I was hard as a rock!Little did she know I was as excited as a schoolgirl with a crush. She was amazed at how pretty my face was.. The lectures were free ... We didn't need the money ... but our talks took in millions that we immediately used to sponsor massive excavations ... all the while advancing the science of archaeology ... and using the name of some learned professor or other windbag so our names never appeared in publications that could be used in the unforeseen future.Pyewacket was represented as an Egyptian Royal Mau. When men were present, Wendy wore Egyptian fashions ... I wore burnooses.When the women were. Did I hear him correctly, nothing about being fucked? US, hop into the shower, TOGETHER? My straight best friend must not have had a clue I breed him. But why would he want to take a shower together?I got up and while I was going to the bathroom he was getting the shower ready. He hopped in and left the door open. I walked in wondering what was going on. He then said, "You know, it will save time if we just shower together from now on." WHAT! I thought. I didn't say anything but he.