It was down a down a quiet side street, where else I thought, trust the council to hide a woman's sexual needs down a back alley.Pushed through the do...r which sounded a buzzer, alerting the owner, or employee, a desperate woman had entered, looking for something hot to push up her pussy and cum.True to form a fat guy appeared, why do sex shops have poor specimens of males attending to female's sex needs?Either way it just gave me more confidence to be outright, the look on this poor man's face. She'll be super considerate and take a long shower, give us lots of time to sort things out..." Hmm ... I feel sorted already. How about you?" Yeah, me too ... So, can you finish your dog story? I'm dying of curiosity." Hmm? Oh yeah; okay. Where did I leave off? Right where I pushed him off my stomach, right? We're pretty near the end..."I had turned, still lying on the couch, staring at Biscuit. He was standing still, panting heavily, looking at me. I got the impression he knew he had done. The bungalow was like a small, luxurious house. Even better, as it contained sixteen good looking, prettily dressed girls. We did all the greetings stuff, including doing some introductions because - to my amusement - I didn't know who two of the girls were. They hadn't even turned up at any of the recent mass lunches so had never talked to me or even seen me talking to other people. They were willing to compete to date me, even though we'd had zero contact with each other! Not that I knew much. He was just glad that once again the magicof the transfer helped him out so it was second nature to him."You have one sassy outfit." Barbara said to Chris as he lay on a beachchair in a rainbow bikini, pink beach sandals, pink purse andsunglasses. Chris had to admit that his old body looked good in theyellow tropical top, cut off jeans and black beach sandals."Thanks," Chris said blushing. "Now that we're here, can we switch backbefore Sandra returns?" Here's the necklace." Barbara said as she.