"Coherent? Huh... I think that's the closest thing to a compliment that I've ever gotten from you."Oops, I misspoke. What I meant to say was: Go fuck ...ourself."That's better."So, what are we doing here?"More Master PC stuff, only with shorter segments, along with the ability to branch off in a different direction on the very probable chance of us getting bored and cutting our losses at a specific part in one of these stories in order to take another route."I've said it once, and I'll say it. "All right... that sounds exciting," Janice said half sarcastically."I figure we can get a room over there and spend the night. I will lay out the clothes I want you to bring." Then Tim smiled devilishly.Janice knew that something was up. She knew that they wouldn't just be going to see a museum.Later that day Tim loaded a suit carrier into the car with clothes for Janice. He had her dress in a pair of very tight, but not obscene, shorts. She wore a tube top that covered her breasts but still. She turned on the shower and stepped inside.The camera panned from head to toe. The water cascading off her lightcaramel skin was almost art. She moved her hands over her nipples as thecamera panned over them, showing they were still hard. When the camerareached her navel, she put her hands on her hips and wiggled like a hulagirl. I was expecting her to move her hands back in to hide her pussyagain, but she didn't.The camera moved quickly over her crotch, and she had her legs together.When the. His hand on my breast again. I felt him all along the back of me. I was too weak to face the task of thought, so I drifted off again.Then, once more we were like spoons, but this time, I was on the outside, nuzzling against his back and ass and legs, pressing into him. I loved sleeping like this!When next I opened my eyes, he was on his back and my head was nestled into his shoulder, my leg thrown across his waist, his arm wrapped around me. Sunshine was coming through the window. Slowly,.