Some mild ivory soap for me, which was tolerable to our noses at least, and unscented baby shampoo which was hardly unscented at all and a smell I act...ually enjoyed.Mostly I washed myself with the smooth, round stones I found in the stream and the sandy mud along its banks. I'd wash myself with mud first and then rinse myself clean using a stone to slough off the dirty skin. I felt good and clean, and afterwards I smelled like the water, which was a pleasing smell and soon gave way to the scent. I f I had been expecting an orgy to have taken place in my absence I would have been mistaken. The brothers were sporting very impressive hard cocks that they stroked with their spare hand was the nearest that came to any orgy thought.They waved for me to join them and I did but first had them pull my corset together and fasten it. They each took a hook and eye but not until they had drained their glasses.Then they positioned me between them. George on my left, Albert on my right and Henry. " Zak replied. "So sorry. I do tend to ramble so." So is this how you make contact with other species?" Mr. Andersen asked."Oh, no." Zak replied. "I wasn't even supposed to make contact at all, only observe. You are, after all, a pre-hyperdrive species. However, I was captured by covert agents of your government and had to effect an escape. I encountered Victor while attempting to evade recapture, and learned more about your culture from him in twelve hours than we had learned in twelve years. There was also one more answer, which sounds like 'I don't'. That issue had to be resolved in my mind before we moved on to the 'who goes first' question. This was not for Peter The Great to decide, it was for me; my trusty cock would be taken care of somehow. Shit, I whack off pretty often to keep him happy. Did my psyche need to feel and taste this handsome stud's ejaculate in my mouth? Did I really want to experience something that I had always thought of as weird, sick, even disgusting?.