I thought the day would never end. I walked through the door and into the apartment. The smell of Michelle cooking was a pleasant aroma that filled t...he air. Michelle sat at the table drinking her wine in a loose pair of shorts and a tank top that showed off her perky tits. She told me to hurry and jump into the shower, before Mike came over. As I stood in the shower, the thought of Michelle being fucked by Mike raced through my mind. My cock was rock hard and the urge to masturbate took. " Doh!" Robby slapped his head, "He told me that!" I didn't see your name on the invite list?" You wouldn't," he laughed, "But I somehow wangled an invite throughwork." Work?" I said with a teasing smile, "What's work got to do with us?"He gave me a look and said, "I'm here to back up Smithy, and make sure,"he nodded at HRH, "He stays safe."Stood behind the prince was a tall chestnut haired woman who looked likea secretary until you saw her stance. She was like a tiger ready pounceas she eyed. Abby smiled at Corina and looked down at the cake in front of her, topped by a single candle in the shape of the number "18." The thought was lame, but maybe it would be the mental push she needed. She already had everything else she wanted, anyway.Abby closed her eyes and wished. She wasn't demanding or unrealistic or egotistical. Only a single kiss, the matter of a minute, to help her get to the life she wanted to live. She wished to kiss Corina, to feel what it was like, to learn how to do. My hymen is right here, if you kneel down and slide your finger next to my finger." I knelt next to her in awe, sliding my finger next to her slippery finger. I felt a thin membrane that could have been taken by any dildo like the ones my clients seem to have in profusion. She seemed to read my mind. "Peter, I could have taken care of this with any of the long objects that women use. I was given one by my lover, but I didn't want to have my hymen, cherry, taken by artificial means. Many.