After a quarter of an hour my patience was rewarded. The door quietly opened and Donald Rumsfeld slipped into the room. He smiled with satisfaction at...seeing my apparently sleeping form in the bed."I should have killed the brat in the first place," he muttered to himself. "No need to involve those fucking losers from Dubya Security."Rumsfeld took out his gun and aimed it at me. Just as I was about to make my move a couple of shots rang out and Rumsfeld fell down dead."Take that, you bastard!". I stepped out of the water and opened my eyes, to see Angie, naked and wet from the steam, standing in front of me in the shower. She was looking down at my hand on my cock, with a hand on her hip. “Hey, you know you don’t have to do that yourself. You just let me know when you have a need, and I’ll be happy to help.” She pushed me out of the water stream, and let the water pour over her curves. She turned away, and let the hot water soak her firm ass. She swayed enticingly, leaned forward and. I knew Val had a good sized pair of tits having glimpsed her cleavage, but the full effect was amazing, gorgeous globes topped off with large pink areola and nipples like bullets. My eyes quickly moved lower down to her pussy lovely lips topped off with a nice blonde bush. Moving closer Val perched on the edge of the bath behind me and started rub soap my back and around my neck. “You better stand up so I can do the rest”, she said, and I obliged without hesitation turning and facing her with. But marrying one of those? Had it come up I would have run away as fast as I could, because I'd never ever marry a woman who would cheat on me as easily as I had had them cheat on their husbands."Do you insist, Mom?" Well, I'd really like to know." OK, Mom. I'll tell you about some of my most intimate experiences with women. Experiences that would make you blush. You see, this is partially your fault, or better, the friends you used to hang around with. I'm sure you remember Beth and Dorothy.