Ifit's any incentive, your friend and lover, Susan, will be joining youthere in eight days."I blushed. Aunt Julia knew about Susan and me?Of course. ... She knew all.I agreed, thanked Aunt Julia (did I really do that?) and submitted tothe first hug anyone but Susan had given me in four years. Make that18 years."Can I say goodbye to Susan?" That would break protocol, Chrissie, and we don't do that here."I should have known. Not ideal. But we would be together in eightdays.As I stood to leave,. Grabbing the massage lotion, which was in a warming tray, I started on her shoulders. As I began she softly gave me little suggestions on how to move my hands. I worked slowly down her shoulders over her back. My hands moved slowly but deliberately down her sides where the bulges of her breasts met the table. At first my hands just barely touched them before retreating to her upper back but with each return they became bolder feeling more of each one. I could swear I could feel her chest. I especially wanted to put someone I detested in a Force-choke-hold a la Darth Vader.“Damn ... at last ... I’m not a fucking virgin anymore!” Val cried out as she squirted on my still throbbing dick.“I guess that we’re shacked up now!” I teased Val as she pushed back eagerly at me in the missionary position.“Did you want to change positions next time?” she asked me now.“Let’s try doggy ... and then you can pick the next position after that,” I told Val as we continued to fuck, “but first, let’s. "Camille, could you tell me where the lavatory is?" Lavatory?" Yes, lavatory, bathroom, water closet, loo, head, throne, privy,necessary, outhouse, I don't care what you call it! I need to relievemyself, sweetheart!"The woman cocked her head slightly."I have to pee! If I don't go soon, there's gonna be a puddle on thefloor, darlin'!" Oh." She giggled. "Your covering takes care of that, Alex. It is fullyintegrated with the recovery system." She kept giggling."You mean I can soil myself and this.