The only place no pressure came from was from Samer.But, let me rewind this story a little bit, just so you can understand what happened after the blo...wjob with Hassan, and what followed.So here I am, in bed with a guy who I like. But although the sex was amazing and my orgasm was actually there for a change, this situation had a weird problem: I just wasn't that much into Hassan. It all felt like an act. Sure, everything he did was actually a part of something that I wanted. He was in charge,. "She sighed softly as she closed the door.Left alone, I went through the motions of showering, mostly in a daze.Truth be told, washing as a girl wasn't that different, mechanically,from my normal sower routine. That's not to say there weren't novelexperiences, but the pounding of my head was enough to forestall anythoughts of more serious self-exploration. Besides, with a night'sworth of glitter stuck to every surface of my body, I barely had time toactually clean, never mind go. I was dying to run my hands up and down the front of her school girl blouse or maybe slide them up her skirt. But no, this was my beloved cousin, I couldn’t, even if I did constantly get a hard-on every time I thought of her, and thought of her every time I jerked off. I got through that hour somehow and acted like a gentleman, but I have no idea how I managed to control myself. I looked forward to the next session with fear and anticipation.I tried to prepare by coming up with much harder. The hydraulics used the kerosene fuel itself to reduce weight. Hatches were made as large as possible to facilitate movement with our large suits.The leaders of many countries wanted me to send another in my place. I was truthful in what I said to my wives but I also wanted to get into space. I had never done so before and this was really breaking new ground. I just hoped my ego did not weigh me down or lead to my death.The Service Module was 5.3 metres in diameter, 7.9 metres long and.