”I agreed, reluctantly, to try, so we stripped and stepped into the shower where we washed each other all over with special extra attention to our b...tts. It was kind of fun teasing Becky’s butt hole with a soapy finger, but I wasn’t so sure about it when she did it to me. I felt like it was kind of gay. Still, I tried to keep an open mind.Once we’d rinsed off and dried, we moved the party to Becky’s bed, where we started off with regular oral sex; that is, I was eating her pussy. After a while,. Her Hispanic heritage showed plainly in her dark skin and beautiful brunette hair. Billie was very excited and was bouncing around the house. When we were alone, I asked Sally, "You know why I treated Billie that way, don't you?" 'Yes, Baby, I know she likes for you to boss her around," she said. "It takes away her guilt, if I tell her what to do, and society has dumped a load of guilt on her," I explained.Over the next weeks, we got Billie a temporary office set up. The generator ran some. I have mentioned the time I walked into the bathroom and caught Daddy having a wank into the wash basin, I was just twelve.'Sorry sweetheart', he said, 'I was a bit horny and Mummy has a headache', I had neither, but I was curious, and when Daddy realized I was not running away, but staring at his considerable size, he asked me if I wanted to watch him finish, and during the next five minutes I learned how to wank a man to orgasm, and you know what, I loved the feeling, so my sex education had. It was raining. It was a sudden summer storm."Oh, man!" she bemoaned.Somewhere deep in my conscious Sting likely was singing, "Don't Stand So Close To Me", but it wasn't strong enough to hear. All I could think about was how it was wrong to let her get all wet walking home."Do you want a ride?" I asked."Sure!" she said excitedly."Nice car!" she said when she got in."Thanks," I said perfunctorily. I don't think I could ever get over the fact I owned a Datsun. I'd buy another car if I wasn't.