I can see the dark patches of your nipples, and let my fingers slide over the right one. Almost immediately it gets hard, pressing against the materia...l. I tweak and rub it. You are flushing slightly, little beads of perspiration breaking out on your forehead. You’re embarrassed at how aroused you are getting, and I wonder if you’re going to pull away. But instead you lean forwards, letting your breasts rest on the table, your hands clasped nervously in front of you. My bag on the table is. Several minutes later, an audible sigh was heard. He opened the door and handed Michael a half-filled jug of light yellow urine."Is that all?" he asked him. "You drank 4.375 gallons of water earlier. There should be more." Mike, the human body absorbs some water," he said. "I'll have to go again, soon, I'm sure."Michael capped the jug and put it into the garage.He and Arnie went into the living room and watched some TV.Sure enough, 12 minutes later, Arnie said he had to go, again.He got the jug. A large wickerwork basket in the corner of my bedroom contains all my fancy dress outfits and I was having a nice quiet evening on my own so I decided to drag everything out to see what I had before making any decisions. As soon as I discovered the ‘she-devil’ outfit that I wore last year it brought the memories flooding back. We sell a wide range of sexy outfits in the adult boutique where I work but they’re much too tame for one of Erica Smith’s sex parties so I decided to make my own costume. I suspected I’d have a lot of them. “What day is it?”“Early Monday morning. You were here all weekend,” Becky explained. “I know you were probably looking forward to spending the whole weekend in bed without clothes on, but this probably wasn’t what you had in mind.” She giggled and I joined in.I regretted that decision immediately and trailed off into coughing and sputtering, which made me see stars and my eyes bugged out. “Yup. No laughing,” I confirmed and took a few breaths while the spike.