For my part, I wasn’t exactly unhappy at how the weekend played out. I’d waited more than twenty years to live out my fantasy, and now I was (if y...u pardon my French) like a ‘dog with two dicks’. The conversation between Sue and I had gone a long way to damping down my fears. Her comment about having to trust her and there being no cast-iron guarantees still occasionally rankled and made me worry, but for the most part, I just pushed this to the back of my mind. The way I looked at it, Sue was. One guy didscream, but I chose not to take notice.Led by a nurse, I went to my room, but could not stay there and sheaccompanied me as I crutched, crotched-in-pain around the athletictrack, three times."I want to get out of these hospital clothes. What am I expected towear?"She opened my wardrobe where there was a variety of clothing, men's andwomen's."Whatever you like!" Then I will continue as Me until there is need of change."She helped me pull the slacks over my bandages, then the shirt. In some ways I hoped not, I hoped that yesterday's events would never be mentioned again. Another part of me however wanted him to take things further.Peter opened the lounge door and immediately stopped me wondering. "I'm going to my room to freshen-up, be there in five minutes and don't keep me waiting", he said abruptly. With that he walked out of the room and directly upstairs. I waited a couple of minutes, with butterflies in my stomach and a sense of great excitement. I checked out of the. "Nicole sighed and got up to change the video. As she did Katie leaned over and grabbed my hand and brought it to her face so Nicole's panties were at her nose, and took a deep sniff as she looked me straight in the eye. She gave me a look that meant they smelt good then moved my hand so the panties approached my face. I was faced with a huge dilemma. I had sniffed my sister's dirty panties before, but never while she was in the room and might catch me, and certainly never when her friends were.