But I can continue and hopefully show you that you still have sexual feelings down there, that you can respond to a sensual touch.”My mind was awash...in sensations that had been absent for so long. I wanted so badly to welcome Nick back into my body. If Shelia could help, yes, I wanted her to continue.“Please help me,” I whispered. “I want to be a lover for Nick again.”Shelia pushed my pants all the way down and pulled them off. I lay there in my granny panties waiting for whatever came. “Chevas and Seven for me, otherwise, help yourself.”Madoline made up the dinette like a couch then made our drinks. She motioned me down to brace up in a corner, then curled up in my lap like a little girl. Damned good thing she was on the tiny side, four foot something and prolly weighed 95 pounds IN her dive gear. Hard to believe but she ASKED me to light up a cigarette. A smoke after sex was fine by me. If we’d have looked fifteen minutes ago, something else would have been smoking.Madoline. It was such a nice morning and this was going to be a very special day. We walked around the shops, got the girls some souvenirs, and just took it easy for the morning.At about 1:00pm we started to get antsy, so we headed back to our room to start getting ready for our meeting with David and Joyce.Jill got in the shower first, as it would take her two hours to get ready. She wanted to shave her legs, trim her bush, and fix her hair. I on the other hand, shaved and put on my Dockers and polo. . you messy bitch!" she crowed at me. "Your disgusting." She pulled my head up by the hair just before you left. "Remember me, girlie. Don't ever fuckin try to steal my man again." With that, she shoved my head down against the porcelain, almost splitting my lip.She slammed the stall door as she exited, leaving me a beaten, trembling, dripping mess.After a minute or so, another girl came in and heard me crying. She helped me up, and helped me clean myself up. I was so humiliated I could barely.