The respected and EXPECTED way of doing things like this is to be ASKED to Present your body and to be ASKED by someone to give them relief should the... think they need it. Well that’s according to everything I have been told in the last two days anyway. Doing it the other way round can earn a reprimand if it happens too often - sometimes even just once can invite unnecessary trouble if the governing body finds out. But apart from all that why are you asking ME to do this?”The naked girl looked. I got up to go to my room, just about running into her as she entered the family room.“Hey, where you going?” she asked.I looked over her shoulder, trying to see where David was. I guess she noticed me looking, she placed her hand on my chest.“He went home Brian.” she said softly.“Oh ... I was going to leave two alone, give you some privacy.” I answered.“You don’t care for him much do you?” she asked.“No not really, but I am biased, so you can’t worry about what I think.” I told her.I turned. If she were brutally honest, Greg was not the great lover he thought he was in bed. Most times, sex was of the wham bam thank you ma’am variety. Not wanting to lose their chance at a good thing, few of the women Greg had been with before had suggested any need for improvement. When Joan had done so, he had become quite defensive and withdrawn. Then, when she went even a bit further and actually suggested certain activities, not only was he unappreciative, but he began to openly question how. She saw us and smiled saying, "Oh, there you are. We'd all wondered," as she entered the room.When I saw her, I gave a surprised, "Eek!" and pulled the blanket up to cover myself.Susan came over, sat on the side of the bed, and reached over to lightly caress my cheek. "How was it, Dear? Did he treat you right?" she asked softy.Blushing, I nodded. "Y-yes, but I'm sore now." That's to be expected," she said. "You must have enjoyed yourself though. You're glowing."I put my hands to my cheeks as I.