Marsha excused herself and returned to the room where she freshened up a bit and steeled herself for what lay ahead.A final glance in the mirror to ma...e sure she was as beautiful as she could make herself and she exited to find the room of the old woman."You're ten seconds late!" cried the old woman slapping Marsha across the face."I'm sorry. My watch says..." Who cares what YOUR watch says, American whore? Leave on your stockings and heels. Take off everything else!"Marsha obeyed silently,. " I don't think so, hang on let me make a call."After hanging up he turns to Dinger and tells him to jump back in the car, puzzled he does as he is told."The company I work for has a couple of vans, they're parked up there, we'll go steal one and fetch you bike back for you. I might even be able to steal a bit of wire for you." Blindin', you really are cool mate." Has no one in your club got a van?" I don't like to ask, I've only had the patch a fortnight, yesterday would have been my first. After enjoying the warm water for a nice relaxing soak, I moved to the bed. I laid a clean towel down and crawled into my white sheets. I shivered for a moment, but quickly warmed under the bedding and decided that it was time to see if I could accomplish my assignment. I rubbed my soft skin, my breasts, tummy, thighs. Lingering in the warm, quiet of my bed, I put off touching myself and considered taking a nap. But the cold, metal bullet lying next to me in the bed rolled into my leg,. For the first time I realised that my dick was back to its hard and horny state. I reached down and let it escape from my G-string. I began to wank myself as he pushed his dick into me. I was ready to cum but wanted to wait and enjoy the feeling of being taken as a girl. I looked over my shoulder at his face he was red, sweating and grunting. I once again returned my hand to my cock and began to wank. I was teasing myself until I could take it no more I began to wank faster until I shot my load.