"Seriously, I don't have a lot of experience with the men's room, just thelittle they show in movies sometimes, but from what I know the ladies'room i... different. It's much more social. We go together to fix our hair,freshen up our makeup and talk girl talk. If we do need to go to thebathroom, we have to get undressed and, well, sometimes we have to do, youknow, other personal things, so we respect each other's privacy when we'reusing the toilets. Really, Jenny, you won't see anything. She smiled shyly. “I forgot something.”“Oh?” He looked around the tent as though trying to identify a belonging of hers that she’d left behind.She crept up to him while he was turned away, and ambushed him with a fiery kiss before he’d even noticed her there. She jumped away before he could pin her in place, and he grunted as his arms closed on nothing but air.“Nathaniel?” He scowled at her, and she giggled. “See you tonight?”“Count on it.” His scowl, which he hadn’t quite released, made the. She gingerly slid her lips off my cock, causing another tremor to hit my body.Helen gave a drunken giggle, I was ready to laugh, until I realized that Helen was now spread eagled in front of me. Her legs were wide apart and I could see her white cotton underwear. In a flash I had lifted her white bridesmaids dress and I was between Helen's legs and my still hard cock was pushing against her wet bloomers in an instant. I kissed her on the neck and ears. I continued to push against her panties. Ella handed Stacy her drink, with a sweet little "Enjoy, ma'am." smile."So this is who you were telling me about? Does she really act like a slave for you?"Stacy asked with a playful giggle."Oh she doesn't act like it. She is my slave."I grinned."No, really. Does she do anything you tell her to do?"Stacy questioned me, grinning playfully."Of course. She does any and everything for me that I want her to do. I haven't had to do any washing up or laundry for a good month now!"I chuckled.