It was short lived compared to our initial dance, but there was purpose to what we were after and standing there kissing wouldn't get it done. Granted..., I wondered if it was cleaning bodies or doing something that would require cleaning afterwards that we were supposed to be doing.Yvonne grabbed the shampoo and began lathering up her long straight locks. As she gathered her hair on her head and worked to run the soap over all of her tresses, I grabbed my scrubby and liquid body soap. I began. She unclamped her bra and I felt my penis growing erect. The back scratch slowly turned into a massage. I picked up the bottle and squirted oil on Jacquis backside. My hands moved gently over her upper back. I moved my hands in a circular motion all over her back. She moaned with pleasure when I got to her waist. Lower, she told me. I kept going lower, lower, as low as I could go. She pulled the back of her panties down. Massage my ass, will you? I continued in the same motion I had been going. "These things can do that," he said. "Put it in neutral and I'll push.Park on the street over there."I got out of my car and locked the door. "Can I give you a ride somewhere?"The question scared me more than I can relate. I had no cell phone tocall a tow truck and even if I did, I had nothing more than $20 on hand.I had no choice but to accept and at least get a ride closer to home andwalk the last bit."That would be great," I responded. "But I live over in Bayberry Hills. Ican get a cab.". Then as they went back out and sat on the porch she began to feel that damn “Thing” calling her; summoning her; to come back there to it again!She told her husband so and they both got up and went back to the room as it called her to it and she stood in front of it as it arose up and said pull your dress off.No doubt both she and the professor alike heard it mentally saying this to his wife.He wrote this in his diary noting that now again it had summoned his wife back to it and told her to.