As he finished his main course Douglas asked casually, ‘Have you too been fucking?’ Jackson didn’t quite know where to look. Shea looked shocked...and very red-faced said, ‘How dare you?’ ‘That’s not an answer Shea. Have you?’ ‘No.’ ‘Come on pal,’ Douglas said. ‘Women lie about these things but guys tell their real pals the truth.’ Jackson looked at Shea who shook her head furiously but he decided to ignore her. ‘We’ve decided to do it tomorrow night, given the opportunity.’ ‘That’s fine pal,. Somewhat uncomfortable, I dip the soap down into the water to try to clean up the rest of my body. Not sure how see-through this water is. Feeling like I am about as clean as I can get, I lay the soap on a rock beside me. Kioko rises and walks around to sit behind me. He takes the soap and dips it in water before smooshing it in his hands. Then, he does the most incredible thing - he begins washing my hair. His scent is intoxicating - very manly, but in a good way. I am quite sure they don't. And almost like clockwork, I saw Paul’s butt cheeks flex tightly and then he thrust quickly into her three of four times before pushing in one final time. He held his position, trembling with his head thrown back and his eyes rolling backwards.“Oh, baby!” he gasped as he buried his prick all the way up her cunt. His climax was so incredibly vivid that I could almost feel him spurting into his sister. It seemed like I was fucking her or was it really Kay? Just the fleeting thought of my sister. He was a widower with grown-up children, and I surmised, correctly it turned out, that all that he wanted was a charming and decorous hostess to entertain and divert his business associates. This disgusting arrangement had been made when she was eighteen by her father without her consent in order to further his business opportunities — such things were still not unknown in those days.Over the months following our meeting, I courted her with ardent gentleness, acutely sensitive to her.