Or if it was I hoped that it was hanging out a lot further than anyone else's!I tried to calm myself down. After all, I hadn't come here looking. Dian... tends to invite me as the token lesbian after all. Usually the other women here are as straight as she is. Of course some of them aren't as straight as they think. Do you remember that asshole John Archibald who ranted and raved about "dykes being the ruin of all that is good and pure."? True to his pious bullshit his wife caught him dicking. Straddling Brian’s back, Mark gave him a long and relaxing massage. After, Brian did the same for Mark. When done, he led Mark to their bed (how Brian thought about it now), and they cuddled together for a nap. Brian woke before Mark. He immediately realized that Mark’s hand was around his cock. Mark must have done that in his sleep. Not tight, but just encircling Brian’s shaft. It was rather nice. Brian gently rubbed against Mark to wake him and closed his eyes, and breathed slowly. . The pink nipples were taut, and pointed straight at Jason. He suddenly understood what a shelf bra was. The bra was normal in every way, except that the material stopped short of her aureoles. The effect was to lift her breasts while leaving her nipples completely exposed. Jason marveled at the invention, and the candy it held. Steph stood nervously before him, exposed. Her breathing was heavy now, fear, or maybe just a sense of the unknown pushing her pulse. His cock leaped inside his shorts. When the chambermaids finished lacing her in, the gown fit like a second skin, clinging tightly and highlighting her body’s every curve. It was a good body, one Rosalyn took pride in. Not so curvy as was fashionable in court, but at least she needed no constraining corset to maintain her slim figure. The men had certainly been interested. Not so long ago she’d had many suitors. Important ones too, even though she was a younger child with little chance at a meaningful inheritance. It wasn’t that.