. Man, they'd cheer a sack of potatoes getting flogged if it'd writhe and shriek and bleed enough. It'd be damned irresponsible to let them anywhere n...ear my tools. Like giving a loaded .45 to a toddler. They either don't have the sense to know what they're doing (or when to stop) or they simply don't care. Either way the lucky girls whose skin wasn't flailed away completely would be scarred for life instead, and I mean that literally as well as psychologically. You might think I'm crazy to say. The length of piping was not great it was all the short lengths that were the problem.To the outlet at the opposite side of the tank I connected a 'T' junction and brought a length of pipe to a tap connected to the outside wall of the tower this was to be the communal water tap, and on the other outlet a short length with a tap so that I can extend the water supply for the communal bathhouse. When all the connections were made, we engaged the pump. Surprise upon surprise we had no visible. "There's one attendant task that I didn't tell you about," Caroline said to break the somber mood. "Let's have you practice for that right now. It's massage." Massage? But the women are naked! Do they make them get massages like that?" Dale asked in disbelief."Make them? Not hardly!" Caroline declared. "All of the women love it, and a few told me it was the high point of the day for them." But that's so ... so intimate," he protested."It sure is," Catherine broke in. "What are we waiting for.". She held me against the wall and again looked in my eyes. This time i saw lust in her eyes. She started kissing me hard on lips, eyes, neck and chin. I just lost control and started responding to her advances. She bit my lips a few times. While we were lost in the kissing session, Samantha slid her hand inside my short and caught hold of my shaft. It was really hot and hard. I had never had this experience earlier in my life. I looked at her. I said “sis you really want to go for it? No sooner.