"To the dare, then..." she said.She was tiptoeing down the hallway before I regained my senses. I followed her out the door, my breasts conspicuous in...the hallway light. We snuck through my parent's room into the bathroom, both of us giggling. The massager is pretty heavy. She felt the weight of it as she looked at me awkwardly, flipped the switch to turn it on, experimented with opening her legs and placed it right on her clit."Ohhhh..." she said, exaggerating the experience at first.. " So do you want me to tell her no again, or, that neither of us want to see her anymore?" No, cause I love her too. Like you do, Josh." Then what do you want me to do? Just do it if she asks?" I don't know. Maybe. I mean it's up to you." Well thanks a lot, but I won't. Cause I'm not ready. Not with her, and certainly not with you."Karen didn't seem at all surprised or upset by my words, as I had expected her to almost explode with anger, but nothing more was said or done by either of us until. Henry stepped away from the door and moved close to Sarah. He captured her eyes with an intense, dark stare. “Mrs. Morgan, we need to know every detail of your sexual activities. It is important for us to know what you do or have done. But please understand, we are not here to judge your actions nor will we share the information with anyone, including your husband.”He turned to leave again. “By the way,” he continued changing topics, “where is your husband? We prefer both spouses. But if a guy gets aroused, he needs to cool it. Hey, bro... ?” Janice turned because Cynthia had squealed.Tom had picked her up and was striding to the pool’s edge carrying her.“Yeah, I need to cool both of us off!” he shouted as he hopped into the water, making a huge splash as Cynthia shrieked in surprise.Everyone laughed, and Ayame, who was now sitting on a nearby chaise next to Roger and had been watching Tom and the others talking, whispered to him, “He’s such a good looking boy, but I.