” I had turned to watch the action in the backseat. Iturned back around, started the car and said, “Back tothe hotel it is!”As I dro...e I could hear the sound of two peoplepassionately kissing. I would occasionally check theaction in the rearview mirror or by turning around whenwe got to stop lights. Alana and Ian were having a greattime making out like teenagers. Ian was massaging mywife’s tits and reaching under her skirt while Alanacontinued to hold and stroke his. He grinned. If he hadn't wanted me relaxed he'd attack that button. He smiled and wondered how much I'd giggle and laugh, but refrained from it. He wanted me relaxed.Ah, Eddie thought, the treasure of all treasures. His eyes fell to feast on my pubic hairs. It needed a fresh trim. Dark hairs were starting to sprout. With a feather light touch he moved his fingers over these hairs. I'd shaved simply, merely in a triangle, only smaller than mother nature wanted. Eddie always thought it looked. And pleasures herself.Doreen was in a store on the other side of town, which she had never visited before. No one knew her there, or seemed especially interested in her as she shopped for a dress ... a dress that would accentuate her curves and bulk as much as everything she currently owned did its best to hide them.What did she need such a dress for? She told herself that it was just, well, time to start feeling better about her body. But why did she feel the need to feel like this now, at. You've been seeing that butcher Dr.Kendon, haven't you? Terrible man. No doubt he had you in traction andall kinds of terrible things. Nothing like that here. We'll do X-raysand ultrasound and then a very gentle examination of your spine. Youwon't feel a thing. This is the twenty-first century here."He bundled us both into the surgery and in a few minutes I was wearinga lead apron and squeezing Clarissa's hand as she lay on the X-raytable. All during the examination, she looked to me for.