I looked at the bedside clock radio, it said 4-22am. I laid there staring at the ceiling until it was time to get up. It had been so real, was it a dr...am? Or? No, that was impossible, I had locked all the windows, besides, I would surely know if I had been fucked, wouldn't I? Could it happen and I wouldn't even know it if I were in a deep sleep? Could someone be putting something in my food or drink? John surely wouldn't do that, he was Alan's best friend, wasn't he?I called into work telling. The lacy bodystockings, the spangled and sequined leotards. Theselovely things that are so close to Lisa’s lusciousbody, her perfumed skin. Heavenly for me. And herprecious toys, her dildos and vibrators, I take care ofthose too. I wash them and sterilise them and arrangethem neatly in their special case, which Lisa keepsbeside her bed. I am happy to be of service to her.And then sometimes we play the Watching Game which Lisaloves. She loves it because it is teasing andtantalizing,. "Eating my cunt, please eat your slut's cunt!!!"Here it seems like everything is happening very fast but in reality 30 or 40 minutes of kissing and, I assume touching, and generally making out again had gone by. Except for the wet sound of Jonathan's mouth on Katie's pussy, everything was quiet as I snuck down the short hall so that I could peek into the guestroom.I knew that the hall floor wouldn't squeak and that I would be able to see a side view of the bed from the reflection in the mirror. " afterwards biting the right side of her bottom lip and staring into my eyes with a seductive look.I replied with a half choke half laugh.Then at that moment the bus pulled up, so I returned her phone with a "here you go"She said "thanks" and we boarded the bus.My bus was separated into different sections at the back were your stereotypical, back of the bus jack asses, after everything they said, there was always a "your mom" or "oh snap" shouted from one of them. then there was the younger.