No time for kisses and roses. No time for chocolates and pats on the back. Which is why my little black book looked like the list of female members at... a Gold’s gym – strong enough to get over a cold shoulder and big enough to handle the swinging pendulum between my thighs.‘So, I’ve outlined . . .’ Her lips began moving, and while that occupied my ears, it allowed my eyes to wander. Abigail’s a good nine inches under my six-two, and normally that would have been enough evidence to render the. My first duty was to get ready for the day and find out more aboutSimone and her habits since this was the life I was now forced to lead.I got out of bed, removed my nightgown, and made my way to the bathroomto pee and take a shower.My first pee as a woman was quite an adventure. I realized that certainthings had to be moved aside in order for the urine to pass quickly.After that, I then made my way into the shower, being careful to hide mylovely bob underneath a showercap. As I soaped my body. ) She immediately closes the door before anyone else noticed.I went on the bath house and undressed as I read the rules. No photos allowed, no towels on the bath area, must be completely naked, no tattoos, must take a quick shower before entering the pool, etc. As I went on the pool and tried to relax. I can't help but notice one thing. My dick size is fairly normal. The attendant was right. My cock size was fairly average here in Japan. There were tourists and other foreigners in the bath but. Fortunately, Maddie's parents were out for the weekend, while Erin and her brood haven't moved in just yet; I don't think I was quite up to explaining to an angry family member how I let Maddie get drunk at an 'adult' party.I woke up around ten with a bitterly complaining back (I had fallen asleep on the beanbag in her room). Oh, and from the muffled moans emanating from Maddie's bed pleading for someone to turn off the lights--I couldn't actually see Maddie, buried as she was under the covers..