"I see, it looks as though I will have to call her into the office for a chat." As John entered his office he called to his secretary Rose Tyler. "Ms.... Tyler, Ineed you in my office right away." And without waiting for a response he quickly entered his office and sat behind his desk."You wished to see me?" Ms. Taylor said as she entered John's office. Rose was an attractive woman about five foot six with her blond hair cut short of her shoulders and her expressive blue eyes seem to sparkle even. She does not intend to waste time drying her hair later, other things deserve her attention this evening. She dims the room lights, hoping to relax the shit of the day away a bit. The glass shower enclosure starts to steam up. She grabs her paraphernalia, tosses a towel over the door, and steps in. The moist heat hits her immediately. She steps up to the center head, and places her arms out against the marble wall. One jet is hitting her square under her neck. The side jets are hitting her. I just had sex and could feel the semen seeping into the cotton, I had orgasmed, but strangely felt empty, a dull ache persisted and my cunt was still in a state of perpetual excitement.My housecoat was open, and as I looked down my front, I became excited by the sight of my exposed and rigid and nipples which looked as though they had developed a rubbery texture, as they poked out in full view of anyone caring to look in through my window, where I now brazenly stood.'Fuck', I thought, 'I need. Y'all must be tired."John and Mary thought it was great fun using the sleeping bags inside a house. Soon they were sleeping and Sally wasn't far behind. Casey motioned for Dixie to follow him outside. Out of habit he picked up his .223 rifle as he stepped through the door and Dixie grabbed her shotgun.They walked a short distance away from the cabin. "Casey we can't just let them go on," Dixie said. "They'll never make it"Casey nodded and replied, "If Sally wants to leave we can't stop her.