“You’re all wet anyway.” That was true enough but he was also basically shy when it came to bathing with a complete stranger in the middle of no...here. This was a discovery that he had just made. “Come on. Don’t be bashful,” she coaxed. “Lay your wet things on the rocks to dry and come enjoy the water like it was meant to be enjoyed.” The voice had taken on a different tone completely and he had his plaid cape and boots off before he had reminded himself that this was not Judith, either.“Who are. Chicks invite Gemma to their weekly Gang-bang! oh my!The two chicks were smoking and joined me, looking around expectantly.They were surprise that I was all alone, and disappointing too."we thought you were being fucked", the raven said.Her associate was a blond who wore a long hippy-skirt, and I suspected, nothing under it!It was she who asked what was up with me.I told her that I was cumming.They thought I was as strange - and so did I too.so this blond chick says:"you like sex then?" yes I. We must have walked a bit a ways to her car because I did not see the house anywhere and I did not see Justin’s blue Honda. She replaced the first-aid kit back into her car and closed the door. She slowly turned to face me again. She must have been about five foot four so she had to tilt her head slightly upwards to look at me. ‘If only you wore a nurse’s outfit, I would have believed this was one of my wet dreams coming true.’ I blurted out. There’s my old charm coming back. She gave me a. "Under the present set of circumstances, your mother and I feel itwould be for the best if you moved out of your bedroom and let Randyhave it for himself."We were thinking you could move into the basement," said my mother."Your sewing room?" I asked."It needs some fixing up," she said. "But there's a bed down there andit will give you more privacy to do the things you need to do withoutexposing Randy to it. A lot of my old clothes are down there too. Idon't wear them anymore so you're welcome.