I poured us all a drink and a couple of minutes later the mood had lifted somewhat and we were all enjoying ourselves especially Emma who was dancing ...round the room fully aware that the Matts were watching her every move. Big Matt stood up to go to the bathroom and came back holding my Polaroid camera which i had left in the bathroom earlier in the day after having took a few shots of Emma in the shower, and asked why we had such an old fashioned camera. Emma looked at me and burst into. Stiffening up how I moved, like I had voluntarily contracted some strangeneuromuscular ailment. Even learning to laugh differently. It had feltlike I was becoming less in some way---less real, less connected to bothmyself and the world---but it had worked. I was a perfect fake,indistinguishable from Bill or Jimmy or Tom.And so now I had to reverse the process- to unlearn all that camoflagethat I never should have had to learn in the first place. I am convincedthat if I had been allowed to. "Hi," Veronica whispered, sleepily. "You found me."I kissed her cheek. "I did. You were well hidden, though."Donnie moved herself closer and gently turned Alex away from her so thatshe could snuggle more closely and spoon against him. "I missed you. I'mglad you're home." Me too," Mitch whispered. "I love you."She kissed his neck. "You didn't cut your hair, did you?"He laughed. He'd always had longer hair, but Veronica liked it longerthan he had worn it before. "No. It's in a bun." Good," she. "I am sorry to have put you through that, but it is a natural reaction, don't be ashamed. I need your help, now, with the lotion, and we can't have this tension between us." I hesitate and then turn around to find her spread eagle and uncovered, ready. I lotion her up in the same fashion as last night. I pay particular attention to her huge tits and the inside of her thighs. As I do, I notice her pussy is dripping wet and smells wonderful. "Is there anything else?" I ask as I try to calm.