Can I have that later while you watch?”“Now you Bob, have I been teasing you? I am ready for you, I want your ten-plus inches.“The camera loves ...ou honey, you are very photogenic,” Charles tells me as he is taking photos of me on his phone just as I asked him to.I am vaguely aware of Charles opening the door to let someone in. “Are the arrangements I made for you satisfactory?,” a female voice asks. Lu Xi the concierge I assume.“You must be Julie. Can I watch?” I hear her ask.“Lu Xi wants to. Anita, what about you?' Anita jumped to her feet.'I'll go and get something for myself, and phone my mum and the kids, and when I get back you can go off. Who's going to do breakfast?''I'll do that, ' I said, 'and finish up stuff for Miguel: he'll be back on Wednesday and I'll have to tell him some of this, and I'll need some help on what to say. But once the spreadsheet's updated I'm turning the ant in me off.' I settled at the computer again. Truth to tell there wasn't a lot to do, but I. ", lucy got up and folloew the men into the bathroom and into the large shower, they knelt her down and all stood around her "we are going to help clean you off my dear." the man said, before lucy could say anything the men all began to piss on her body, lucy was not ready for that but was immediatly felt turned on by it, none of the men pissed higher then her tits, lucy wanted more so lent her head back into the stream of the men behind her she felt thier warm piss soak her hair, getting more. It reflected the weather, I thought, and the effect was as if I had turned a switch to ON. The women at the bar looked at each other, and as one they silently stood and moved over to the tiny dance floor. As one they held each other in a very stylised Argentine Tango embrace, their breasts and hips pressed together, and through the opening bars of the music they hardly moved from the spot. Instead, their feet wove in and out between each other. It reminded me of the way a cat will weave.