It was Dawn. He felt a wave of guilt about Trish come over him as he turned down the television.“Hi darling, how are you?” She asked.“I’m in b...d watching TV,” he responded. “And you?”There was a moment’s silence. “We’re in bed too.”Alan paused as he imagined the two of them naked lying side by side under the duvet. “Have you... ?” He started to say before realising what a stupid question he was about to ask.“Yes.”There was silence for a few moments. “Are you naked?”“No,” she told him. “I’m. She stared at me a minute. ‘No.’ She said simply, pulling her hand away. She sat with her hands in her lap, still staring at my cock. ‘No?’ I gasped. ‘I thought that was what your article was about.’ I said. She shook her head. ‘No…it’s not.’ ‘Well, what is it about then?’ I was starting to get frustrated. ‘I’m supposed to…’ She hesitated. ‘What?’ I asked. I tucked a stray hair behind her ear. ‘What are you supposed to do sweetheart?’ ‘You have to watch me.’ She said softly. ‘Watch you?’ . " Now, go change into your party dress and then watch your videos." Yeth, mummy."I was so taken with her makeover that I forgot to check the bag. There wasa hairbrush, a bottle of nail polish and remover, clear and white bottlesof solution, a tube of lip gloss, two prescription bottles and an envelopewith instructions:Swab your sissy's ears with the solution in the clear bottle and rotateher earrings morning and night. Have her brush her hair 100 strokes atnight and in the morning. Have her. With Jack's mindless, ram-the-fucker-home, cock. She just couldn't help herself - she couldn't get enough of Jack's fence-post-of-a-pecker! Jack always found the no fraternizing rule a tough one. He would've enjoyed watching a DVD featuring Terri working his prick over ... with her pussy and tits. Especially the first time!Jack was at H10, about to fuck the giant tits of a redhead, when her cell phone rang. Suddenly, she jumped out of bed - headed for the restroom - and left, with this half.