Even now I as write about my addiction I feel it between my legs thinking about the men who will be turned on by my candid addiction.I have a nice bod..., still c***dless, and therefore armed with the knowledge my pussy can still thrill a cock of average size, which is a ridiculous thought, because I still have sex with complete strangers, mostly on demand and the absurd things I do, like random phoning of men I know who are alone and masturbate with them, men don't hang up when a dirty woman. Eunuch?" asked the Khan, horrified."Eunuch in Charge of Public Lavatories I said, and I am a man of my word. You will hold that post for five years, then you will be free to go wherever you wish. Woe betide you if there are any complaints about the Public Lavatories during your time in power. Since the post is for five years and you will then have your freedom, I think you will not have the balls, real or metaphorical, to commit suicide."The Emir laughed heartily at his own pun, but the Khan. I love this new pool." New?" I asked incredulously. "They built the pool when the camp opened. That was in 1969." Exactly," Chip replied. "Camp Horseshoe's pool is almost eighty years old. Everything is about tradition at my camp." Cool it with the 'my camp' around here," I said. "We take pride in our camp. I don't want the other guys getting bent out of shape while you praise your camp. You work here this summer." Point taken," Chip replied. "I like my camp here," as he gestured an arm towards. Shit. I couldn’t say I warned her. Now what?“I’m sorry, Ames. God, I’m so sorry.” It was really all I could say. I was sorry. I tried to warn her that having a three-way relationship wasn’t as easy as it looked. But we all loved each other and would do anything for each other. I just didn’t think that was what her relationship with Thor and Sonia was like. They were inside—Sonia dressed as Aphrodite and Thor as ... well ... Thor.“Tell me about it, Ames.” I said softly.She was quiet for a long.