It wouldn’t open. Mary pulled on the handle and then she tugged on it. ‘Open the door, John,’ she said, jiggling the handle. Still no answer. ...The fleshy blur of John’s naked body was still by the glass enclosure, furiously working his cock over. ‘John, goddamit,’ she yelled and slapped her hand against the glass carefully again, yet forcefully enough to make it vibrate. Mary suddenly became aware that the temperature in the bathroom had dropped. It had dropped froma steaming shower to a. "John Doe, aged 27, single."a voice said.Your eyes shoot open and look at the clock. It is seven p.m., meaning you had slept for three hours. Night had started to fall."Was that voice a dream?"you wondered."I am no dream, silly mortal."You rub your eyes and sit up. You then notice a nude Elizabeth Gilllies standing in your kitchen."What the hell?"you ask. She steps toward you."Do not be alarmed, John Doe,"she said. "I merely took this form so that I could speak to you." What?"you ask. "Who are. It also initiated the most achingly stiff hard-on he’d ever experienced. It was chrome steel, polished and pointing.“Jesus God,” he moaned, writhing on his spike. “Please let someone fuck me tonight.” By someone, of course, he meant Charles, standing in for Dennis, who Henry had offered himself to countless times in his dreams. Charles, though ... who in his right mind would pass up fucking a tight rear end offered free of charge, he wondered. Boy’s, or no. Henry just couldn’t fathom that.He. My hubby must have told Eddie to hit on me while he pretended to have gone off. He got full of ideas! Guessed I was so engrossed with Eddie that I did not notice that my hubby was peeping on me. As I had mentioned in my last chapter that our vacation home was not renovated yet, it was easy for him to peek in as all the bedroom doors were not even fixed yet. We rested for a short while before deciding what to do next. Since we were all in a happy and holiday mood, we decided to paint the town.