That time Leslie got my load. I had to piss real bad so I rushed to the bathroom and started going. Charlene handed me my camera and then she and Lesl...e sat on the edge of the bathtub and piss in it like Leslie had that trough in the bar men’s room. After that I was allowed to take all of the pictures of them that I wanted too, dressed and undressed. Great!Things escalated over the next few days. The two women told the other women how good I was in bed and most of our other extracurricular. "I smiled, "I just put your request and my needing to think about it aside for now, but don't worry; I will come back to it again, but not on this trip. Let me know when you're ready." I described my visualization process to her, and she said she'd do the same thing – for now. With what little I knew about women, I knew she wouldn't let the matter drop anytime soon.The next morning, we went and visited Summer in the hospital. She told us she was coming home later that afternoon after her doctor. My mind was not idle but it was filled with sex, and Sandra’s exposed neck, and the sweet smell of her slight perfume was intoxicating. Her gentle breathing encouraged images of her breasts heaving slowly up and down. Eventually the thoughts began to come stronger and stronger that I needed something else. If only I could touch her back lightly and the play with myself at the same time… I decided to become bolder. I ruffled up my blanket, shifted in my seat so that both our blankets touched. It took a lot of will power to ignore her innuendo, though I quickly replied, “I work out four days a week and run ten miles the other three days.”“Well, that explains your well defined muscles, now you just stay put while I jot down some notes.”She went over to the small table, sat on the stool and began writing her notes. I watched as she crossed her leg, causing her coat and skirt to slide above mid-thigh. It seemed as if my cock was getting longer and harder, pushing the gown up like a.