"Oh no," he said, "they'll soon be doing four or five an hour, at least a score a day if they want to eat, fifty if they crave a gin ration as well." ...ou really are a foul coward," I said. "How can you do such a thing?" They're naught but colonials, like cattle. Besides I get six pence a day for each of them, long as they last."The mother hugged her daughter to her."Would you like to see what they've learned in just three days?" the officer asked with a smile. "The missus here, she can do two. “Gotta pee.”“Me too.”Chrissy led the way into the shower guiding me in with her. Clearly, she understood that peeing in the shower was okay. And, I have to assume, it’s more fun with more than one. She started pointing her stream mostly into the shower drain. I was so stiff I could not point it down. I caught my stream with a hand but Chrissy moved my hand away and aimed my stream at her body.Beth walked into the bathroom. “What the fuck are you guys doing?”I told her that we had just finished. He called my mom explaining that he was sick and wouldn't be able to cut the grass. Mom was having a dinner party tonight and wanted everything to be perfect. I called mom at work to inform her. She responded disappointedly that it was ok and that we wasn't going to be home till 7 and the party started at 9. I told her I would get everything finished before she got home and Debbie and her mom were picking me up at 8. I frantically raced around the house finishing up cleaning. I was done by 5. Lisa got up to greet me with a friendly kiss less of passion and more of comfortable greeting. We talked about my parents and everything that went on at lunchtime, and we talked about how I had to leave tomorrow. She looked decidedly depressed that I was going, as if she already missed me.Then Lisa switched conversation tracks. She was curious about one thing. She enjoyed the looseness of our relationship, how I did not get jealous of her sex life with her aKDPhi sisters. It really helped.