Nothing else needed to be said. We entered my neighborhood and Mark broke the silence, informing me flatly, "I need to take a shower."I looked at him ...nd smiled, "Yes, you do." I wanted to take a shower with Mark, but I knew it would shatter the illusion of my transformation, for him to see me naked. "I'm going to take a quick bath, too."As we walked into the house, I took Mark's hand and led him to the master bathroom. "You can use my shower. I'll use the guest bath," I offered, handing Mark a. . it was all real! There was no screenplay, no one called "film stop", no one to watch over me.Even so, that thought intrigued me somehow, which is why I did not just disgust it.I was still sitting naked in the chair at the table in my room. My vaginal fluid was dropped on the seat below me during the gangbang clip.I leaned back, slightly opening my thighs and wiping my scabbard and the seat beneath me with a handkerchief.In my room it probably smelled of spent breath and my vaginal juice,. Jon hesitated until Barbie, for that is what he thought her name might be, convinced him it was okay, he wouldn’t bite. He stroked the animal, amazed at the softness of its fur and the warmth that the dog radiated. A look of sheer bliss came into its eyes when Jon scratched it between his ears. He concentrated so much on the giving of pleasure to the dog and liked the feeling of calm that he received in return, that he failed to notice the appraising stare he was receiving from his bench. I PULL HIM OVER TO ME AND START KISSING HIM SLOWLY SLIDING MY TONGUE OVER HIS AND LIGHTLY SUCKING ON HIS LIP. HE REACHES DOWN AND GRABS MY STRAP ON AND ASKS ME WHAT I THINK I AM GOING TO DO WITH THAT. I PUT MY FINGER TO HIS LIPS AND TELL HIM TO HUSH IN DO TIME. AND POUR HIM SO WINE AND MYSELF AS I LAY BACK AGAINST THE HOT BUBBLY WATER AND RELAX BECAUSE I KNOW ITS ABOUT TO BE AN INTERESTING EVENING TO SAY THE LEAST. HE DRINKS HIS WINE AND I FILL HIS GLASS AGAIN AS I SLOWLY SIP AT MINE I WANT ALL.