There were no walls or curtains, and every girl was in plain sight. The view was magnificent. I inconspicuously lathered my body with soap lest any gi...l thinks of me as strange. I ran my hands over my breasts, my stomach, my hips, my butt, my legs, and my face. Then I washed the soap away. Lastly, I washed my hair. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of the girl next to me. Her name was Megan, and when I was in my normal body, she was in my math class. I had always pictured. I wrapped my arms around his back and lifted up his shirt to stroke the broad shoulders that enticed me…then I remembered the hard member between his legs, and I slid one hand around his belt and down to the present that awaited me there. As I squeezed, he backed off again.“Mina, I don’t want you to feel obligated.” He said, firmly holding my hand away from his member. “You really don’t have to do this.”“I know,” I smiled, pulling my hand from him and placing it on his face, leaning in for. She mumbled words unclear for me to understand. " Can I give Jeff your soiled panties"? I asked again. " Oh fuck, I dont care what you give him", she responded as I thrust deep in her pussy causing her dam to literally burst. The next morning my sexy wife comes into the kitchen with her hair messed and her make up smeared from the fucking she got the night before. " Here are Jeff`s panties" she said with a smile on her face while she poured herself some much needed coffee. She had carefully. Mikey controlled my money, so it kept me from going broke, but I went through much of my monthly stipend quickly, spending money on booze and d**gs. I had become a cheap crack hooker, not unlike my mom had been when she was younger, while being pimped by her lover Shawn. I spent many a night, high as a kite, leaning against the brick wall of the local adult bookstore with a cigarette hanging from my mouth. Some of the men who came by remembered me as a former porn star and others just stared at.