This was not erotic, this was scrubbing, getting me clean. This was… different? She turned me around and continued on my legs then hips. She quickly...washed my soft cock and moved on to my chest. She stood up again and scrubbed my neck and face. Something was wrong, something was amiss with her, with us. We were lovers those years ago. Damaged? Is she that damaged from what we did to one another? Is it here now? I pulled her close to me. ‘Marie, what’s the matter? What’s wrong? Is this too. Mum and Wendy were still running around wearing only tee shirts and when I came inside after checking everything out for the night and having had a last piss, they were still wearing them, curled up in each other's arms. Mum had definitely found a bi-sexuality side to herself she was not formerly aware of and Wendy was reaping the benefits of her discovery. I lay there watching Mum take the main role and work at arousing Wendy, and, when they were both deeply involved in each other, I pushed. She turned toward the crowd and began dancing to the music. The first time she’d done this, she’d been scared to death. Of course the vibrator in her pussy hadn’t helped, either. This time she just acted nervous, maybe a little scared, but nothing like the first time. I could tell that she was looking around the room for Samuel.She stepped over to the pole and her ‘exercise’ classes became very obvious. She slipped her shoes off and used her feet and hands to climb up the pole and swing around. She looked over her shoulder and waved at me as he pulled her away. She joined him in the front seat and had her head bobbing up and down in his lap even before he drove away. I’m not sure that Jo actually saw Heather, because she was too excited about getting back to actual tricks again. As much fun as kneeling to blow a crowd of men was, she really was enjoying this new experience of doing tricks… getting in a stranger’s car and driving away to blow them elsewhere. Even on just her second.