We stood together and embraced, kissing gently, and then she went into the adjoining bathroom to wash up."Why the fuck won't my pants stay up?" I quiz...ed myself.The button.I grabbed a length of wire off of the pile of parts on the table, wondering what the fuck all of this shit was for, and used it as a belt. I pulled my shirt down over it. It worked well enough.I went into the washroom and looked in the mirror. My face glistned like a glazed donut in the display case at Tim Hortons. I washed. He takes a seat in the chair next to her and stares at her awhile. She smiles, stands and sits on his lap, reaching around and places his hands around her. She snuggles into him a little more as his arms stroke the length of her arms. Her head is just under his and the back of her against his chest. She turns a little so that she is sideways on his lap. Her ear now against his chest and her arms around him. His arms never stopped embracing her. She can hear his heat beat and his softest. ”I bought her a leather mini dress and took Dianadancing at a strip club. I left her at the bar and inthree minutes she was being hit on. I think the guywanted a lap dance and had a hand on her thigh. She hadher hands on his trying to keep him off her pussy. Shehadn’t been fucked in two months and had only beentouched there for ten seconds in that time. She wouldhave given a great lap dance and probably treated theguy to a great orgasm of hers if that virgin pussy ofhers was rubbed. You look down and shriek when you see what it is. A pink tentacle that perfectly resembles a cock has begun to twine around your ankle. Your shriek again kicking it away and scampering back crab like. "What. The. Fuck!" You say to no one. Quickly you take in your surrounding. Three walls of stone with a ceiling that stretches up into the darkness. One wall has a trickle of water running down it, into a pool. It's there that the tentacle emanates from. It flops feebly, looking foolish as its.