Oh God, how I loved the feeling as my clit swelled up under my touch, and my fingers fucked my dripping cunt. I used to finger myself at my desk at wo...k, one hand on top of the desk holding my pen, but the other hand hidden between my legs and rubbing away. I would get so wet, especially knowing what I was doing while those around me were working normally. Of course, I could only go so far, and then I had to go to the loo where I could open my legs properly and give myself the relief I so. The next day I was standing outside the restaurant when it opened. I was made instantly, but when a guy in a waiter suit came by and suggested I leave, as there was a private party in progress, I asked him to tell Mr. G the Grocery Man was there, and would like a few minutes of his time.I was sweating bullets when the man came out and motioned me over to a table.“You are full of surprises, Mr. Moore. The last thing I ever expected was for you to walk in the door today.”I sighed. “I came to see. Three great shaggy white figures rose from the snow. They’d been hiding near where he slew the varg. All were identical, as far as John could tell. Generally humanoid in shape, but standing around seven feet tall, they were covered in long, thick white hair. The only parts visible were their blue eyes, without any internal structure and lips, and their palms. They wielded tree-trunk clubs. One had a giant stone spike shoved through the end of his club, while another bore two shorter ones,. So long as she stood upright, the cloth covered her nipples. It was a really great design. The garment was just a single layer of gossamer thin floral printed fabric. Once the fabric was wet, it just about vanished and looked more like a floral tattoo. My swim shorts were styled as brief shorts and made from the same vanishing fabric as Thuy’s swim costume. We wrapped cotton sarongs around ourselves and headed off to the pool.The pool deck was now deserted except for the couple by the spa. We.