What idiosyncrasies might she spring next? To a degree I was beginning to feel sorry for Tina but was more concerned with my own safety; intuitively I...sensed that Mistress would vent her sadistic talents upon me.Soon after Mistress left my cell rang, not unexpectedly it was Karl. He was very apologetic and insistent, demanding really, that our relationship continue, yet in the same conversation suggesting that Tina be a part of our relationship. ?I love a squirter?, he remarked. I put him off,. He loved that curve of her hips, the gentle swell of her breasts at the sides as observed her from behind. He loved those two little dimples on either side of her spine just above her lovely bum. He’d like to kiss them, each wonderful little hollow a perfect place for rubbing his cheek against as he squeezed her buttocks… He sighed again and went into the bathroom, stripping as he went and dropping his clothes into the laundry bin. Even when the low moods struck, he needed the neatness to help. I snapped out of my lustful thought, and knocked again…still no answer. I reached for the doorknob, turned gently, and opened the door. I slid into Ashley’s apartment without saying a word. Her apartment was exactly like mine, except for the scattered boxes and minimal furniture. I went to the kitchen, removed two beers from the box, and placed the rest in the refrigerator. ‘Jack, I hope that’s you out there!’ Ashley yelled from the bathroom. ‘Make yourself at home the best you can. Sorry about. I also started imagining how a vagina would feel instead of my hand and started putting my squishy everywhere just to try it out...Until one day, I got caught looking at my parents friend,Jennifer, though the bathroom keyhole...And after the natural scolding that followed my mother's embarrassmentI was sent to bed without supper.Once in bed, I was feeling mortified about what kind of a freak I was,but the more I thought about it the more that sensation rushed though my body and Squishy started.