"So we both can't keep it in our pants," Tracey laughed after he finished explaining his embarrassing and aborted wank date with Marcie. "Masturbating...must run in the family. So you got caught with that girl before you could finish then you must have got excited again looking at me, you must be bursting." No I'm OK," he lied again.Without another word Tracey reached over and flipped the single sheet up and over exposing Allan in his loose fitting hospital gown and the bulge that was making a. ”I nodded. I wanted to ask questions.He helped me stand and pulled the plug.“I’ll prepare the bed while you enjoy a quick rinse,” he said, turning the shower on for me.I rinsed the residue from my skin and let the water pour through my hair. I washed my face in the warm spray before turning off the shower and stepping a bit clumsily out.I dried myself with a towel hanging by the door, squeezing the water from my hair.He was waiting on the bed for me. I took a moment to admire his muscle tone. Andrea slowly walked back towards the sex shop and slipped inside; this was an eye opener for Andrea as she had never been inside such a place and to be honest it was not somewhere she would have chosen to go alone.Inside was brightly lit and looked friendly enough except it was occupied by about six or seven men and they all ogled her as she moved along the aisles looking for the item her master had demanded she buy. To make matters worse, she had adopted the requirement of being braless as. If, at any point, one of us isn’t happy, we just have to say, and we go back to the apartment, okay?” After a long, thoughtful pause, she smiled nervously. “Okay, I really could do with another drink.” Her hands had a slight shake. Was it excitement or fear? I really didn’t know. She took a very deep breath. “Okay, let's go.” “You don’t really think I’m an easy tart do you?” “Yes,” I replied. “You’re my tart though.” I slapped her bottom and she smiled. We both walked back into the bar to a.