When I entered the bathroom I did not know what to expect I know they hadtold me I was a blond bombshell but I had not seen myself in a mirrorsince my... transformation took place, after turning on the shower to gethot I used the facilities remembering no make that knowing to wipe frontto back when I had finished on entering the shower well that was a newexperience my skin was so sensitive to the spray I had to lower the forceof the water coming from the shower after showering and washing. She just didn't know what kind of porn and never bothered to ask; she just figured that was my thing and it wasn't a big deal to her. It might have been a somewhat different story if she ever saw “Strapon Angels Banging Their Men.” She kissed me once more and said goodnight. I watched her ass wag out the door before I sighed and went back to my game. A few more minutes and a quicksave later, I closed it down and fired up my browser. I checked out some pegging sites and watched two of my. In New Zealand they are call ‘jandals’ in other places ‘flip-flops’. In this case, clearly, ‘thongs’ do not refer to an item of female attire.In addition Wendy had obviously been working on her tan. She had her hair in a simple pony tail.“So how’s your stay with Clare been?” I asked.“We’ve had a great time,” Wendy replied. “Spent as much time on the beach swimming and soaking up the sun as we could. It’s always fun to catch up with the girls. Lots of talking. Pity we have to leave. “Ah, I have Steph, but if I was single then yes, why not”“Well, don’t let me stop you!” comes form a half naked Steph from the doorway, her arm making a poor attempt at hiding her breasts. “It’s okay by me!” Again the cheeky smile.We both blush.“It’s all hyperthetical,” I suggest.“Ah, yes, indeed” Stan agrees.“Rubbish, I can see by your penis’s or is that penii, you’re both game” she replies barely able to keep the smile of her face. “Go on then” she cajoles.“What now, here?” I bluster, turning.