We headed for my house since I was closer and right off the bike trail. She came in to wait while I get cleaned up, the plan was to take her bike back...to her car, several miles down the trail, then let her get cleaned up and go to dinner.The shower curtain opened abruptly, Gwen stood there still all sweaty, but beautifully naked.“Sorry, I didn’t want to wait.”She stepped in and, yes, we did get ourselves all cleaned up, but we also had a lovely exploration of each other’s bodies. We fit. I cant deny it, shes amazingly sexy and if I wasnt starving right now, I would do so many dirty things to her. She stands up from the water in the tub and washes all the foam from the soap off her breasts. They now glisten under the bathroom light. Her olive colored skin now glows from the wet water and her nipples look especially supple and inviting. Forget hunger, I want her and I want her now. I face her and stand to her right and I fondle her breasts which are now extremely slippery and her. “But actually sleepy. And I just feel like my overall sleepiness last night wasn’t normal. I sincerely felt drugged, and it was difficult to stay awake. So then, either the problem is that my bite doesn’t work, or it was something else that caused it to happen.”I frowned. “So then, it was definitely the bite,” I clarified. “Not something like sex.”“Right,” she agreed. “But if that’s the case, then we need to consider what was different. Obviously, the first difference was that it was you doing. Peter was twenty and had just finished a carpentryapprenticeship. He was two years older than his twin sisters, Sarah andJune. It was not difficult to pick them as sisters but they weredefinitely not identical twins. Sarah was working as a hairdresser andwas considered the wild one, whereas June worked for a law firm and wasthought of as the sensible one.They shared everything, clothes, jewellery and sometimes even boyfriends.When they were out together in company they had an amusing habit.