Pee straight up. I was a little disappointed that the stream was only about a foot or so high and never reached my crotch, but it did splash on my leg... and feet, but it had no power, it was like my own pee just splashing on me. I felt sorry for Ed because I think he expected to be more powerful, and I don’t think he realized he was splashing back all over himself too. But, when he was done, and after a long time concentrating, I let loose with a weak rather poor show that was more of a. It was real. She had asked forthe cane, he had administered the first stroke, she was still there, and theevidence of its impact was as clear as it could be. He paused but not for toolong, about fifteen seconds, and raised his cane to administer the second stroke.And so he continued, for six crackingly hard strokes. Having completed thesixth stroke, however, he suddenly found himself himself stranded at a loss,not knowing how to proceed, quickly filling with fear that this remarkableopportunity. She was getting into the mood now and made nomove to stop me as I pulled her blouse completely offand Jim snapped a couple of photos. I was getting moreexcited as she proudly posed for a stranger and she onlyhesitated a couple of seconds when I asked her to removeher skirt and she quickly dropped it to the floor. Shewas wearing brief cotton panties and the dark triangleof her pubic hair was visible through the material – butshe had accepted Jim as being part of us and thestrangers she was. This alone was worth the job. My best friend told me I was nuts for doing this. I could rent this apartment out or give it to one of the k**s. I could continue driving myself where I wanted to go or 'call a freaking uber' when I wanted to go somewhere. I listened to her telling me I was silly and this whole thing was outlandish. I loved her enough to allow her to get that out. Then told her to stop.She had been hearing me say how much I hated driving for the twenty plus years we've been.