How would Jania react to undressing and especially to being undressed by another young woman? How much physical contact would she want with another wo...man sharing a shower with her? Would Jania agree to any intimacy with another woman? I focused on one of the pictures. Jania stood facing away from the showerhead, the hot water falling directly on the back of her head and flattening her hair down her back. In my mind’s eye, I saw another of my occasional models, Sapna, naked and kneeling before. She lubed my ass hole, and started to put a finger up my ass. She said that she could not get a good fell of the gland and need to get in there a bit further. She pulled her finger out of my ass then started to put something bigger in.I started to complain that it was starting to hurt. She then slapped my ass with her right hand while holding me still with her left all the time pushing this thing into my ass. It then dawned on me that if she slapped my ass with her right hand while holding me. “I’m Debbie,” I smiled back. “Pleased to meet you.” “Christine,” she said stepping around the buffet table. At this point I’m sure I flooded my shorts. She was beautiful, a tall dancers body with perky firm boobs and she was wearing the tightest, sexiest outfit ever; a pink leotard with matching leggings, perspex platform shoes and little silver wings “I’m an angel,” she laughed as I stood there looking vacant, my mind overtaken by lust. “You’ve sure come from heaven,” I stuttered back. “I’m an. I rolled away from Brad, burying my face in the back ofthe couch.It was several minutes before I had calmed down enough to even listen toanything he could possibly have to say to me. Twice Brad put his hand onmy shoulder, but I jerked it away. This wasn't a game, I wasn't some teenjust having gotten screwed over by her first love. No, all of my lifesince meeting Brad was nothing but a lie. A lie to get leverage on myfather. And for what, some fucking real estate deal?I turned toward Brad and.