We enjoyed a day of leisure, ate well, rested and admired the women who occasionally passed by, trying to peek at us without being noticed. There were...some true charmers as well as several highly painted harlots spending the weekend in the country for this affair. We did not see our opponents. Roistering went on well into the evening.On Saturday, they brought us buckets of water, told us to doff our shirts and wash ourselves as best we could. Then we sat and waited, the usual military drill.. Simon asked if Virginia needed to have anybody checked on and I explained that it might be good to check on Virginia's roommate Linda. We then said our good-byes.One of the other items Virginia and I had worked on was my newfound powers. Virginia had restricted the use of them to an hour a day which, considering I usually ended up with a headache, was not a bad deal. At first we just practiced them right before we would retire for the night. Lately we had taken to trying different things as the. Jean asked, 'What do you call it?''I guess mainly my pussy,' Amy replied.Jean felt herself blushing as she braced herself to ask next, 'Do you ever use that very bad word that begins with a 'c'?''You mean cunt, don't you, of course I call it my cunt, particularly when I'm really horny. My boyfriend likes me using it too, he likes me talking dirty, it turns him on,' Amy said.'Whenever do you use that word with your boyfriend?' Jean asked.'Oh he's a dirty bugger, he likes to watch me playing with. She smiled. Moving close to him, she lightly brushed her fingertips through the soft hair on his chest. He gasped, and held her hand still in his own. She reached up with her other hand, and now held his hand in a warm embrace. "Come on, Michael," she said, pulling him in the direction of his bedroom. For a moment, he resisted. "No," he said, "we can't do this. Let's stop it now before things get out of hand." "They're already well in hand, Michael, and you come with me now." "No," he said..