As the boys finished fucking Mary, they would call one or two of their friends to come over. By ten o’clock that night Mom put an end to it and told... the boys to come back in the morning. That would be Sunday. Pamela counted the pictures that she had printed out. Including me Mary had let thirty-three of us fuck her, doubling her score, making a total of sixty-six. I had been the first one and I was also the last one. Even so, I still only counted once. Then Pamela let Mary watch and take a. Brooke confirms my actions and I send the reply on its way. She suggests that I put a temporary reservation on a room in E3 and a bed in E4 until the member replies.By comparison, the other reservation requests are straightforward and are all easily dealt with. By lunchtime, I’m feeling much more comfortable with what I’m doing and I leave Brooke in peace. I remember that lunches are a help-yourself affair from the room down the corridor. Brooke and I take a quick break shortly after. .. I mean woman overboard!" he giggled some more.Amy Simpson appeared from below, wearing a gauzy nightgown that did little to hide the fact that, while she was in her thirties, she was all woman. Her lipstick was smeared."What's going on?" she asked, looking at Bob and Bill.Bill, sensing somehow that there could be trouble ahead, went through physical motions that suggested he was trying very hard to act sober. "Julie fell in the water," he said.Bob grabbed a hook on a long pole and extended. I'd already taken the step of removing all my body hair the day before as I thought it would save some time. I'd used a good strong depilatory cream on my body and wax on my face, so I was still hairless and very smooth and probably would be for some time. For an extra feminine touch, I used some Body Shop scented foam bath oil and washed my long dark hair in apple shampoo and conditioner. I lingered in the bath a long time, as I was still quite nervous.After about three quarters of an hour I.