” I knew exactly what “showing” really meant! She had shown me everything and more that first time and man, did I want her again! Her tight perf...ect ass, those firm, perky, perfect tits, that warm, wonderful mouth! “Come see me baby.” “I need you inside me!” “Come taste my cock, baby!” The captions to her pictures drove me crazy. I had to get away again to see her. I set it up, and went back to that vacant apartment.”Mmmm, baby, it’s so good to see you!” she said as she invited me in. My cock. Hard to forgive himself for beingso confident before falling for such a simple trick. He should haveflown away as soon as he realized something was wrong. Gods, howembarrassing it was to die as a oversized pixie, dressed like acourtesan, in some dark hole. He wondered if Maude would ever find outwhat happened. Though an unknown disappearance held some allure, thoughhe did feel bad that his parents know where or why he disappeared.For a time, he let his terror at his situation take over. He did. Since it was all for charity, the trading cards would be accepted in the same way that pin-up calendars of college co-eds and ladies garden clubs had been accepted.After the meeting, the six founders of The Masturbating Husband Club of Minneapolis lounged by the pool with red bandanas on display. Pamela, Sam, Barbara, and Sheila wore two-piece swimsuits while Valeria and Wheezy wore micro-bikinis. Wheezy’s was see-through when wet, of course.With Pina Coladas in hand, they chatted on about John. Kissing and licking his fingers had been wanton, but everything else that had happened had been out of her control, she told herself. She was a good girl. There was no way she was going to put her hand down inside his pants. Except for one thing, she suddenly realized. She really, really wanted to. But just long enough to retrieve her panties, she told herself, that’s all. She stepped closer to Jack, met his smile with a somewhat forced one of her own, then slowly placed her hand against his.