She shook my cock to get the last drops out and turned around in the shower to rinse of her body. I grabbed her, quickly, and turned her around to kis... her.“Mick, don’t I still have piss on my face.”“Keri, if it is good enough for you it is good enough for me.”“But it tastes terrible. I don’t think I want to do that anymore.”“Oh, yeah. Not tasty. I gotta work on my diet! Ok, no more piss games. I agree.”We washed each other off and after we were all cleaned up, Keri grabbed my cock and got it. All the while, her massage of my now rigid cock was continuing.I didn't want to frighten her or jump the gun, but I decided to leap a couple of steps ahead and began to undo my belt. She picked up on that immediately and undid the top button on my slacks, then pulled down my zipper. Within seconds, she had my erection in her hands and was stroking me nice and slowly."That feels very good. What can I do for you?" I asked."What would you like to do?" she challenged in that sexy tone she used. “You killed four women just to make a theatrical performance out of Rosa’s death” she said, absently.“A woman who finds the Yellow Sign is called to give herself utterly” he replied calmly but firmly. “And then I use them as I will”.“So, these women seek you out and conspire with you to disappear without trace - but for all they know their destiny is to be dispatched casually - in a meaningless death”?“You think the deaths of Alexandra and Magda were more meaningful because they were tortured”. It was a massive conflict of emotions and thoughts. When Tracy walked into the room with John, it only further made me a wreck of emotions. I wanted to be there, yet I really didn’t. I wanted to wrap my arms around Tracy while we made passionate love, yet I wanted Mark to wrap his arms around me as he had sex with me. The conflict, fear, and anticipation were showing in my eyes, and Tracy saw it. Tracy stopped John for a second and said to me, “Sweetie, is everything alright?” I shook my head.