"Did I really have a cock?," she thought. She, somehow, found that to be arousing. She sat up and stretched. She looked at her crotch, to find her wet...pulsing pussy, but no cock. She was momentarily upset before pushing that thought to the back of her mind.She turned her attention to the bear in the cave with her. The bear is awake, but did not move from the position Lilith kept her in. Then, something unexpected happened, the bear spoke, "Why did you not kill me?," said the bear, with a female. She partitioned my hairinto a Mohawk pattern similar to the way she did her own hair, pulledout a wire brush roller from the curler bag, asked me for a tissue endwrap, rolled up the first curler on top of my head, and poked theplastic stick through the curler that held it tight to my head. Mymother looked at me and smiled, "Can you imagine sleeping on these?Men are so lucky." We laughed. She worked methodically around myhead, taking a tissue end wrap from me and rolling up the next curler.. I was hoping for some reassurance that she was ok and despite my cuckold fantasies hoping that she wasn’t fucking anyone tonight. The alcohol had caught up with me, and I fell into bed and was soon sleeping off the alcohol. I was woken by the toilet flushing, and the thud of Charlotte’s platform boots on the landing. I lay there for a short while, gathering my thoughts, but I was curious to what might be happening downstairs. I pulled on a pair of boxers, and quietly edged my way to the lounge. I saw her pale pink nipples on her huge, shapely breasts. Her well-toned legs, alluring ass, and bright red muff illuminated my brain. Though I felt conflicted about meeting her without Ali, my pulsing cock did not. When I checked the date on the report, I saw she was tested the day after our last, intimate meet. Her eyes kept pleading with me; I smiled and nodded yes.At the empty pool, I had to ask about Two. “Are you two dating? How do you know if he is disease free?” She said they were not.