I put my towel down on the bench, took off my shorts an t-shirt, and stepped into a shower stall.I turned the water on, as cold as it would go, but it...was still quite warm. I leaned my head under the spray, closing my eyes, trying to relax. I must have really zoned out, because when I opened my eyes, there were 20 or more naked men staring at me in the shower. As my eyes focused, all I could see was every man there had a raging hard on. I felt my pulse quicken, and I felt my own cock begin to. "What kind of wager?"Vonda paused. "If you are right, I'll do all the dishes for a week."Pyx's voice lit up. "Setting the table, loading and unloading the dishwasher." Yes. And a hand dishwashing if necessary." And if you are right?" You owe me a favor, that I can collect at any time."Pyx was quiet for a minute. "Alright," she finally said."Good. Tomorrow, I won't shave, and see if he notices the difference."You can't tell him about the bet, or me not shaving, Pyx." I will tell him. But only if. .."Jeff soundly kissed her, stopping her objection. Turning to Diana, he said, with a grin in his voice, "When we get back to our suite, make her stand at the tri-mirrors so she can see her ass." Then grabbing hold of both of his women again, he continued, "The healer hasn't gotten you quite down to Diana's apparent age yet, but it's obvious that you're on the way. And Laura, my love, you need to get over that inferiority complex you seem to be developing. Or else I'm going to have to get the. At the far end, raised on a dais, was the Staff Top Table, behind which was a long oak sideboard laden with exotic alcoholic concoctions. An elderly barman in a white mess jacket was asleep on a chair beside it.The afternoon tea was a mouth-watering spread of home-made scones and raspberry jam, chocolate fudge cake (liberally laced with rum) and shortbread biscuits cut in the hourglass form of a female torso (not dissimilar to Juliefungirl's), with a pair of currants and an upturned half-cherry.