When I had finished, she tucked the papers away and said: "Okay, let'sstart with a shower, shall we? Come with me." She led me through into thebathroo.... I was just about to say that I did know where the shower was,when I was stopped by an incredible sight. The shower door was open, thewater was running, and a naked Nancy was beckoning for me to join her inthe spacious stall."Wha-" I gasped. "All part of the service, sir," said Melissa smoothly,opening my gown and sliding it off my unresisting. She closed the door without saying good night. My cheek normally wetfrom a kiss was dry. I had won, but it was a hollow victory that left mefeeling worse.I sat in the dark, hugging the plush Elsa doll against my chest andmoments later, my cheek was wet.***The dim glow of the dying CRT monitor illuminated the kitchen, butseconds later, the entire kitchen was bathed in fluorescent. I didn'tgive a fuck about being caught at this point. Maybe they would actuallybelieve me. Was I terrified of the. Whenever there were no people around we would tease each other. We would say what we were going to do once we reached the woods and I would feel John's arse or cock through his jeans. If there was someone nearby, and they were cute, we'd talk about what we would both to do to them, if they'd let us. As we moved away from civilisation John would stop me and press his lips against mine. Then he would run his hands under my shirt and into my jeans.I had never been so horny. It was like an. Our sizzle' fizzled.'I put my old battery-powered vibrator in the trash and ordered one that is rechargeable and another that plugs in the wall. Now, there are no batteries to run out right at the crucial time. Thank goodness, they're both pretty quiet. So, most of my sex was solo.Well, that was three years ago. Since then, my pussy hasn't been cum-free for more than a day or two. I'm getting more sex than I ever dreamed possible. No, I'm not on the street corner.The big change came about at a.