And I want you to piss in the shower before turning the water on. All these desires flit through my head and I mentally compose some instructions to g...ve you at the end of the encounter. But right now I look up at your face. You're breathing hard, and your eyes are glistening. "Good girl," I tell you. "I like hurting you." You moan and then lean close to my ear, whispering intimately even though no one's in sight."I have to pee, Nick." Good." I spin you away from me and put one hand over your. I had over twelve thousand dollars hidden in my big stuffed teddy bear, a white one almost as big as I was, and he was getting full."Hold on a sec, baby," Deke said, sitting behind the wheel now and I'd finished wiping my face, as best I could.I was still messy, really messy, and my t-shirt was damp and smelling of semen. I was getting ready to go, to slip out of Deke's car and cut through a couple yards to sneak into my house before my dad woke up. That was always the worst part about being. Shelly went to the ladies' room to clean up before she gave the Navy her graduating class.Shelly heard the shower running. She could only gawk at what she saw. Lola, the new raven-haired intern was soaping and rubbing her pussy in the shower stall. The water ran down her shoulders and breasts. Lola was murmuring and making sexy sounds. Shelly just watched.Lola became aware of Shelly and said to her, "Are you going to just watch or are you going to do something, like join in?"Shelly accepted her. In many ways it was a perfect occupation, she could work from home, she had no personal contacts with her clients and could shut things down on line whenever she felt like it. OK, to many, her sexual performances for money were nothing more than a modern form of prostitution, but she was in absolute control and could perform or not as she chose. To an extent she also had control over who watched her, she was able to ban any who broke her room rules. Of course it didn't do to be too strict after.