He had come on holiday here last year and decided to stay. We joked for a while and made a few innuendos about the various girls. I had learned someti...e ago how to 'pretend to be male'. Eventually I realized time was moving on and I went back upstairs and unpacked. As I reached the bottom of the case I found the bikini I had brought with me and slipped it on. Looking in the mirror I realized that actually I was making progress. I was filling out a bit on the hips and my feet and hands looked. Is that what you would like?’ ‘Oh yes Mistress, if that’s what you want for me.’ Dana basked in the glow of his huge grin. ‘That’s what I want for you tonight.’ Dana climbed off Jeremy and looked at him lying on the couch, his still hard cock bouncing above his trapped balls. ‘Wipe me, please Jeremy.’ Jeremy took a towel off the dresser, poured warm water over it and carefully, almost reverently, wiped her pussy, ass and thighs, then dried her with another towel. Only then did he wipe himself. .. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Part 4.....I told Tash to make her way through next door's garden and then come round and knock at my house, as if she was returning from her "exile". She again asked me to swear that I would never tell anyone about her being there that time and, apart from sharing it all on the net now (most names changed for obvious reasons), I have kept that promise. She asked if she could come. It was cock. It was cock up her arse, in her cunt, in her mouth and, for less than five minutes, in her hand.However, she had sex wherever circumstances dictated, and what they mostly dictated was no modesty at all. Like all the other girls along the road side, under the tall lamp-posts, or in the shadows of the factories and garages, it was on the ground, in the grass, against the wall, just whatever happened to be there. Nobody was concerned about their modesty. And, anyway, what modesty was.