Chapter 4

"OH, GOD, THAT WAS FUN," said Julia, as she fell off sideways ... an audible pop as I dislodged.

She dragged me off to the shower while she sat on the throne. The bisque may taste great, but it produces a severe reaction in ones bowels. That woman can STINK! After two extremely necessary flushes, Julia joined me in the shower.

"Make sure you get my asterisk really clean, bub," she said. "I have always wanted to play the submissive. Betty Paige is my favorite actress, I admire her work."

"So, the whole thing was a put on?" I asked.

"You betcha! There's nothing dangerous about the basement, I have to go down there all the time to fetch things for the kitchen."

"You don't play fair."

"David, I've wanted to fuck you since you got out of your car at the Court House." Julia confessed, "You have huge hands."

As if that explained anything.

"When we got up here, you were extremely reluctant to sample a roll in the hay, so to speak."

"I do like to get to know a girl before," I nodded at the bed, "I'm not totally new at this..."

"Boy Howdy! You sure aren't." She commented.

"But, my daddy raised a gentleman. I should have used a warm spoon to put that marvelous alabaster orb you dangled in my face back inside your blouse." I laughed, "you did make it hard..."

"I did all that and more," she chuckled.

" ... for me to do that," I continued, "since you hadn't brought in the silver yet."

"I could tell nearly from the first moment we got up here, I was going to have to do something different to get you between the sheets, on the table, in the alcove, on the telescope deck, against the wall, in the tub ... three times, on the stairs ... all four flights, in the easy chair ... did I miss anything? Oh, on the floor, there, there and there."

I pointed in the direction of the curtains ripped down and tossed on the settee. "Missed a spot."

"You missed one right here," pointing at her left nipple.

"I already got that."

"Didn't."

"Did!"

"Make sure!"

"This is very nice. Won't we run out of hot water?" I asked, as I scrubbed her buns ... and asterisk.

"Steam heat," she said by way of explaination. "We've never run out, not even on the weekend in the season. Oh ... Oh ... OH! You sneaky little devil," as she bent over farther. "I thought you said you were a gentleman."

"I assume we've been properly introduced." You could hear the smile in my voice a block away. "Now that the introductions are out of the way, we should see if I can strike oil."

I could ... it was a gusher.

"Do you have to go to work?" I asked as I pulled out and she collapsed on the shower floor.

"Oh. Work! Shit! Do I have to?" She gave my still active drilling rig a mean look while it was bobbing in her face. "Get that damn thing away from me. I have to go to work."