I'd long since lost my fear of thatdoor and as we walked through it, there was Victor, seated in a niceleather lounge chair, in fact there were three ...such chairs, which hadbeen placed in the room and a wall sized screen was facing them.The room was still decorated with last week's play, some kind of spaceodyssey where I had played a Martian alien creature who had been forcedinto interplanetary sex from several earth spacemen, all under the guiseof promoting goodwill between planets. It had been. She was in no hurry to get dressed, probably assuming I was watching. I was never sure at the time. Anyway, she walked over to her sink mirror and started posing. She was doing those poses pin-up girls used to do where they thrust out their breasts and stood up on their toes the better to emphasize their legs. Of course, Mrs. Jessup, who was French, had beautiful legs. The kind that would make any boy of seventeen moan with pleasure. I continued whacking off, which I had been doing ever since I. " Dana," David repeated, "yea. I like that." And, if you need a different last name we'll just use my maiden name." Dana Wolfe. It's got a nice sound to it." After lunch David asked, "What can we do about my eyebrows?" Well," I said, "we can do like the makeup girl suggested. Go to a salonand get them waxed." That may be too much all at once. I still have to go to work andschool. Maybe do them here and slowly." Slowly." Yea. I read where some people just do a little bit every few days. ” So I did. I turned my face into the side of his neck and slowly traced my tongued from his shoulder to just behind his ear!!!I could feel his cock jump in my hand. He was awakening and summoning the b**st from the nest of pubic hair I could feel through the layers of clothing. Releasing my hand, he began to pull out his belt and then to undo his zipper and finally the button on his pants. He nudged my hand to his hip and I reluctantly acceded to his direction. I know the disappointment.