In her room.When we reach Gwenda's room I have to pause behind her, as she unlocks the door. Across the threshold she stops and turns. "Now start by t...king your shoes and socks off, boy," she smiles. "Guys look nicer when they are barefoot."I smile quizzically in return, uncertain where this is leading, but I do as she asks. I pad into the room after her.It's a large room, but even so the bed dominates it. It's hard to imagine that this is only about coffee – especially after the 'take your. I figured I might as well use the process of voiding to find enlightenment along with relief.The morning chill had left the potty seat so cold my balls wanted to climb back inside my body. I squirmed and tried to find a warm spot as shivers ran up my spine and rattled my teeth. What the fuck happened last night? How did I end up naked between those two sexy women? I racked my hung-over mind and stumbled through a misty fog bank of blurry memories filed away in last night’s memory. I insisted that I had been safe and not worried. Carol was very happy that I'd rescued Julia so well.Some guy jogged up and joined us while we were cruising along. When he learned that Carol was my sister, he put a lot of effort into trying to chat her up.I wasn't at all surprised, given the tight shorts and tight T-shirt Carol was wearing. I can't recall having seen her dressed in such tight clothes before, and she looked very good (#4 told the rest of us she looked , while the rest of us kept. I told her that the lotion was natural and I make it during the treatment. Suspicious, but I protected myself asking for use her stove to produce the lotion. She agreed and confirmed that we gonna do the feet session in her house. I could not believe that a lie like that has worked. And the day came.I went in her house and she received me with a smile on her face. We have a chat about one hour and she told me about her life and stuff like that, asked me how I became podiatrist, until the time.