”“This week she’s working for me, didn’t she tell you?”“Any idea when she can call?”“When she’s out of the shower, I guess.”The ph...one cut off.Barry sat down, staring at his coffee. “I think I just ruined your surprise, Di,” he said.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Diane came out of the shower.“Who was that on the phone?”“Barry somebody. I told him you’d call him back.”“What, straight away?”“I said you’d call when you were out of the shower.”“Oh, fuck.”“What?”“That was my husband. Now he’s wondering why I’ve got a. After moving all the stuff up, all three of us sat together and cooled down, her mom wanted to buy us lunch, and Tish was in no mood of leaving her place, so she sent her mom to get food for us, she had other ideas, as soon as her mom left she came and sat on top of me on the sofa and started smooching hard, she was pushing her lips in my mouth and was biting my lips, I slapped her ass hard, and she kept saying harder, we made out on the sofa, and soon we heard her mom’s car, so we got back to. .. gee, I'm not sure what to say." Me too." I wasn't quite sure what she was alluding to, but it was easy to offer a sympathetic me too.After finishing our communal shower and getting "dressed," (I wore a T-shirt and Ann wore a light cotton wrap, left unwrapped) we filtered back into the main room, a large space with a vaulted, open-beam ceiling. We chatted with people for a few minutes before the workshop was to resume.Ann put her hand on my arm and said, "Bill, I'd like you to meet a friend. I visited a couple of bookshops and art galleries and late in the afternoon I found myself on the Spuistraat. This isn’t in the red light district so I was surprised to see a huge porno shop. It was Amsterdam so I had to take a look inside. The atmosphere in the place was very easy going and I wandered around glancing at the magazines. I started to get a roaring hard on looking at the beautiful Dutch girls sucking cock and having their faces drenched in spunk. I found myself wandering where I.