I rang the doorbell.Maya shouted from inside, “Shantabai, put your hands in the grill and open it. I am going to take a bath. I will keep my clothes...outside, put them in the washing machine.”I could hear the bathroom door got locked. I pushed my hands inside the grill opened it. I bolted the grill gate. I kept my bag aside and sat on the chair opposite the washroom Maya was using. I saw that she had kept her t-shirt, shorts, bra, and panties outside the bathroom door.I picked them and put them. I could feel the moisture soaking her panties as I worked her with my fingers."Your panties are damp, young lady." I began, "Let me help you out of these damp clothes."Debbie again let out a soft giggle as I eased her moistened panties down her luscious thighs and up over her legs, which were now pointing in the air."Let me hang these damp clothes up to dry, young lady." I then hung the panties from the rear view mirror along with the bra.Situating myself between Debbie's now parted legs, I. David looked at me in a bit of a shocked way. I strike people as slightly conservative, (not a bible-thumping do-gooder no swearing prude) but just modest and shy anyroad. Not today! I was a new woman. I had an unquenchable sexual appetite, but maybe David could help me satisfy it today. I was a virgin, sure but I was so attracted to David that it didn’t matter. As I took off my coat, I could see Dave shaking a little bit. The thighs in his jeans became a lot tighter and his breathing became. I couldfeel my muscles cramping, and it was ten times worse to move aroundtoday than it was yesterday. I went into the bathroom expecting mypantiliner to be soaked in my menstrual blood. I peeked in and saw thatthere was a line of blood down the center, but it was not that bad. Thesmell was similar to what I experienced the first day I swapped. I satdown on the toilet to pee and it sounded like I had a lot of urinetoday. I wiped and found lots of blood on the tissue paper. I wasgrossed out..