To be honest about it, my mouth was now watering with the thought that perhaps at some point ... maybe, just maybe ... I might. Like Penny was, she wa... shaved, the women stood talking in silent whispers for a moment just out of earshot, I could just image what it was they were actually discussing too, though for the moment at least, Jim and I were both being treated to the breathtaking view of the two of them. As though reading my mind, Jim spoke."Can't you just imagine the two of them going. ??Why has it got a T at the end?? the girl asked.?T for temporary, nearly all slaves numbers end in a P which stands for permanent, the slave number stays the same all ways it's just whether it has a T or P at the end, of course 99% will have a P.? she explained and the young girl nodded before the older one continued,?You can change the T to a P any time you like, just overwrite it see,? she said pushing a key on the keyboard, she's permanent now, ? she giggled and the young girl giggled with. Close like family?“Which brings us back to why I wish I could take a bath,” said Karla. “I probably stink.”Something came over me. I crawled over to Karla and pushed her back onto the mattresses. She squealed and complained, but she wasn’t really struggling. I lifted the front of her shirt, but I couldn’t get it far enough to bare her breasts. I pushed my face against her ribs and started sniffing as loud as I could.“Ugh! Karla not need bath!” I said in my best caveman imitation. “Karla smell. Her pussy was so wet and sensitive it took only seconds before she came, finally dropping her face into the pillow and moaning. He untied her and laid beside her, taking her into his arms. She smiled and kissed him on the lips, chuckling to herself. They would fall asleep soon, but he had no clue of what else lay in her overnight bag and she couldn’t wait until she woke up. She woke in the morning with the taste of his cock still a memory on her lips. He was still asleep beside her, his arm a.