Terry and I and a bunch of losers in a fairly up market rehab centre. Terry and I began a kind of love hate relationship almost from the moment we met... He was tall, incredibly good looking with a hot body, sandy hair, green eyes that were always smiling, charming, charismatic, and an arrogant, smart ass, up himself attitude. He came up to me the first time he saw me, looked me up and down brazenly and the first words he ever said to me were."Nice body, shame about the face."I slapped him. I turned once more, this time giving Steve a full frontal. I hung my head back, closed my eyes and let the water cascade over my head and hair. Raising my hands to my head, I rinsed off my hair. Once again turning 90 degrees, showing my other side, I soap my arms, breasts and tummy. I rinse off, running my hands down my arms, around my breasts, squeezing them at the same time and pinching and pulling my nipples. I look out of the corner of my eye, and Steve has abandoned his washing, he has. ..finally David finished and I told him to shove a large butt plug into my ass when he pulled out I could imagine the back pressure from my ass gushing out like mad and I did not want to clean that huge mess up so when he pulled out he rammed in the plug it effectively sealed the pee into my ass until I could get to the bathroom I could not walk so David had to carry me there and when seated on the toilet I had to grab the handle built into the plug and pull at first it would not come out so. I knew I shouldn’t, but I couldn’t help the gift before me. I rubbed gently down each side, exploring like a first time adolescent the pussy of a first girlfriend. I’ll admit that I played my thumbs up and down, rubbing her lips together with breathless excitement. I pried into her private folds, separating them and drinking in her teenage smell. My nose was close as I knelt between her soft smooth alabaster thighs. I had to. I reached out and touched her with tip of my tongue. Her velveteen.