"Why can't we use a towel to get dry" asked a puzzled Harry."'Cause a towel is a form of covering - like in that internet story we were discussing wit... Bill the other day. That girl was given little mini towels to dry herself with, but as I said, this was in America and we are in England - so we get dry by doing lots of exercises" What exercises" asked Harriet."Two-against-one wrestling of course, but we've got to catch you first"And a squealing Harriet was chased around the garden by the other. Heard a noise in here, I thought you were…" David. Yeah, I could tell." She brushed the cloth around her neck. "A bad dream, huh? What kind of dream? I'm pretty good with dream interpretation."I looked at her half-lidded eyes watching me. I thought about the dream -- naked, the snake, hissing. I couldn't tell her that. "Oh, it was nothing really. Just a dream." "But bad enough to wake you." She lifted her right breast and brushed the cloth underneath it, then switched to her other breast, doing. The animal-like groaning, howling, hissing, had taken the place of soft moaning from our two throats, though loud hissings were still emitting from the throats of both of us.The mercury of my lust was in a very steady rise as I was becoming more and more restless. My entire body had turned into a heat-furnace, which could explode any moment. The rocking of my body round the stiff and erect pole of my husband also turned wild.Though I wanted to linger the lovemaking as maximum as possible, I. “I don’t suppose you need a pee now do you Jeff?....................................... I could go myself and I would love to do it with you?”“In the bathroom?”“Or here on the bed if we get some towels.”“I’ll go get a couple.”When Jeff got back, Kathy was standing with one foot up on the bed, fingering herself.He laid the towels out on the bed and then lay down on his back, asking her to get on top of him.“Do you like me to be in control Jeff?”“Oh fuck yes Kathy, you are the boss, I will do.