There was the customary partaking of those special drugs that heightened sensation without pushing us closer to a climax. We oiled each other up in th... light of the candles we’d arranged around the mats, and admired the sheen of the oil on our naked bodies. All the men had erections, and all the women were masturbating to get into the mood. (Mandy, of course, had no need of it, since she seemed to always be in a state of pre-orgasmic excitation.)We’d flipped coins to determine the order of the. With me?" Sandy asked. Grace looked at her friend quizzically, and smiled softly. "You mean, youwant to watch me pee?" she asked. "No," replied Sandy as she shuffled to her knees, keeping her sleek youngwhite thighs parted to expose her sweet, damp cunt. "I mean, well... we seeeach other peeing all the time. I really liked peeing on you the other day.I was just wondering if... um... well, would you do as I asked? Just this once?" Grace crossed her arms under her tits and tapped her sneaker-clad. " There was no real answer to that. Instead she just smiled at her sister. "Okay, show me."Stacy gently pushed her back so that Tracy was lying on the bed. She started to kiss her sister's breasts again, making them shiny with moisture. "I'll show you what to do." Kiss. "Then you," kiss, "can do it," kiss, "to me." She made her way down over her sister's belly, trailing kisses as she went. She was secretly pleased to feel Tracy wriggle in anticipation. Stacy positioned herself between Tracy's. The first ship that had been truly his. Perhaps if it had been a veloship or a barge he might be extolling the virtues of those types of ships even now."Okay, so how can you tell the difference between spent Claudia and a mix that's too low?" Banks took another pull of his beer, staring at the gently bubbling blue-green liquid that pumped out of the engine and into the rest of the ship. There was a crate of beer bottles at his side, half of them empty. Bren looked down at the bottle in his own.