We rinsed off together. We had to stand close to both get under the water and I made sure to gently graze his hardening cock. "This time you wash my d...ck first." he demanded. I bent down on my knees and took it into my hands. I rubbed it as if I was scrubbing dirt off of it. But me an my Richard both know I wasn't rubbing him for nothing. As I rubbed I could feel his penis getting bigger in my hands. So I started to go faster. His moans were so loud I was getting hornier. He shot out when I. She blinked them back and wiped them away, shaking her head."You're so... mean."Deshona shook her head. "No. I really wish-"But now Laura shook her head. "Don't say anything. Anything at all."She turned and went down the flagstone steps to her car. She drove away without looking back, trying to keep the choking sobs that she knew were fighting to get out of her throat at bay. She didn't want Deshona to get the satisfaction of seeing her cry, even from a distance.At first her eyes blurred with. Everyone in the Co-op knew she was a graduate student in Archaeology at nearby Northwestern University. A few knew that she had been born in Greece and that she spoke and read several languages."Anna would like a Christmas story, how about the rest of you?" Eager faces nodded from around the room. Chairs scraped and blankets were spread on the floor. Cups of tea or cocoa were handed out as people made themselves comfortable. "I know Cheryl likes the stories with the Old Gods." Cheryl smiled,. I went to the kitchen and made me a drink of water. I was parched. Aglance at the clock told me how late it was. I'd have to go to bed soonthough I did not feel tired. I was wired and bouncing with anxiousenergy. Still, another new idea reached my overtaxed brain. I returnedto my parents' room, once again enjoying the sound of my heels on thetile. In the bedroom I searched the same treasure chest I'd beenraiding and found a stack of silky nighties. It was time for bed, butI'd sleep dressed in.