On the Sunday afternoon while the reverend was lustily sucking and fucking Laverne Crain, Abby was home preparing a cold supper they could have after ...the evening services. While she was busily working, she suddenly recalled that she hadn't seen Mae Langford in church this morning. Mae was a rather voluptuous middle-aged blonde who lived alone with her big collie dog. She had been deserted by her husband a few years ago, and Abby always worried about the lonesome woman. Wondering what had. Neither Frank nor Melba objected, so off to the shower Wanda and I went. Wanda and I did everything other than fuck in the shower. We cuddled, kissed, caressed one another, and masturbated one another. The space in the shower stall was limited, so once Wanda and I had removed our clothing and got in the stall we were “body to body’. I told Wanda to face away from me so I could shampoo her hair for her. She grinned at me and turned around. I applied shampoo to her hair and then massaged it in,. I heard you say to get out of there.’ ‘Not me, I was busy keeping Harry distracted so you could sneak out.’ ‘But it was just as clear as you’re talking now. I know I heard you.’ ‘Like I heard you screaming at Harry to stop just before I came in and he hit you.’ ‘He hit me before you came in, that’s how he was able to get inside my shirt.’ She reached up to rub her cheek. ‘I thought my eye was going to pop out.’ As she rubbed her cheek, Harry was aware of a rubbing sensation on his own cheek,. The one bathroom was adjacent. It not only had a large shower, but a Jacuzzi as well. The shower had showerheads on each side, and at different levels. We walked back to the main room where the guards were waiting for us. “As you saw, there’s one way in and out. We’ll each be downstairs in the garage. There’s an intercom to reach us. Only we have the key to activate it. Enjoy your stay.” With that, they turned and left. Leaving us alone. Finally alone with him, I wanted to yell and scream. Or.