" she says in her evil tone.I kneel there and feel my bowels fill with liquid. The pressure startsto build and the urge to expel the solution is almos...t unbearable.As if by magic, Jen reappears just as the bottle empties. She helps mestand up and tells me I must hold the solution in for twenty minutes toget the full benefit.I tell her I'll do my best, just as the cramps double me over."I have an idea!" Jennifer says, "stand on your head and teach me howto call you a dirty slut in Russian."I gaze. The droning of cicadas and the rustling of the nearby trees was music, the smells of the warm asphalt with a hint of gasoline and the very taste of the air were gifts to me.And my skin, Sir! In my on-going state of arousal every stray breeze was an intimate caress, every step a reminder of the wetness between my legs. It felt as though an orgasm was just moments away – and yet would never actually arrive.It was wonderful, Sir.And yet, Sir, even lost in such an overwhelming sexual haze, I. I ignored him and continued down the aisles, but he kept up a steady pace, and chattered to me as though we were having a conversation, even though I wasn’t saying a word. He began saying the silliest, most ridiculous things, and I found myself smiling. All that did was encourage him, so I sped up. He did the same, and I laughed at him, amused by his persistence. We played this game all over the store and by the time we got back in the car, I felt like I had made a friend. We parked the car. She found the section that dealt with very personal services. She had by then decided that she would definitely have an out call massage. She did that sometimes when she was travelling. One entry caught her eye. It was from a place that offered out call massage with a masseuse, for ladies and gentlemen. Em considered this. Most of the out call massages she had in her hotel rooms were with masseurs. There was something especially erotic about being massaged naked by an unknown man in a strange.