.please…”No answer. That wasn’t how this worked. She was there for his use, his enjoyment, and she knew it just as well as he did.And then...o... fuck. He picked up the syringes, all three, the tubing tugging slightly at her most delicate places, excruciating pain rippling through her quaking body, and then…The feeling of the cold sterile saline being pushed into her, those most carefully cared for of places being pumped full of saline, the pain...his sighs echoed in the room as he watched. Noi admitted that she was struggling in a few of her classes which gave Barb the opening that she needed!About fifteen minutes later, Noi returned with our food so Barb explained that she was a ‘Peer Tutor’ for struggling students at Loyola and offered to help her. Noi then said she had received a similar offer but all of the tutoring sessions offered to her would have been on campus which was too difficult for her due to her work schedule. Barb said that she could tutor her at my apartment. "How many shots of vodka?" Nick asked when he'd regained his breath."Only four. Want a top-up or shall we get down to some action?"The two visitors looked at each other. They were both dying to see this gorgeous apparition in the buff and to start being really naughty with her on that big bed."How's about we play first, then maybe have top-ups?" Dave suggested."Good call," she said, pulling the bow of the ribbon holding her negligee closed. It swung open to reveal a mouth-watering semi-erect. .. when I remembered she was covered in sand. I really didn't want my thousand dollar fall killed and tanned buffalo robe full of sand so I stood her on her feet and said, in my best Arnold voice, "I'll be back." Simone cracked up. I took the shirt wrapped blanks to the artifacts tent.I got some bottled water from the cook tent and poured some of the washing water in a pail and went back to my lodge.Simone had pulled my sleeping bags from under the buffalo robe and was sitting on one of my tipi.