One was really eager (we will call her Suki) and the other a bit older and reserved (call her Hana). Suki was very down for it grabbing and stroking m... over my trousers even before we got back inside while Hana was all business checking my place out and counting money. Suki had my pants down and my dick in her mouth in no time and Hana was busy stripping. I was surprised when it was Hana that jumped on the couch first and spread her legs. I obliged by getting on my knees a letting her guide me. She lived in an apartment building in a relatively small city. When her parents were away, which fortunately was often, we'd often just lay there for hours on end in embrace. A few weeks of his had went by, one evening I walked into her room and found her sitting on her knees on her bed, staring very intently out of the window. "just looking", she explained, as she just stayed put and kept pretending to stare into the distance. I crawled up behind her and wrapped my arms around her, pressing. It was ornamental, durable, obviously a slave collar and wearable in the shower.I locked it around her neck and it fit like it was made for her. I kissed her and she grinned, starting to get ready. “You want to come by the gym before you head to class and I’ll stretch you out?” she asked.“I’d love to, but I don’t think I have time for a round-trip this morning,” I said.“No classes this morning?” she asked.“No, I don’t go to campus. I use a virtual classroom.”“Why? You’re close enough to campus. No hair on my legs. No hair on my chest — not that there was ever all that much. My hand quickly confirmed that I was missing my beard and mustache — old friends that I hadn’t been separated from since getting out of the Navy 25 years earlier. Given everything else I was pretty sure that if I checked I’d find that I was less than 4’6” tall. I was always short and didn’t get to 5’ until well after I hit puberty. A quick check inside my underwear — other than my bout in the Navy I hadn’t slept in.