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Target Ch. 01

By: Heinz57



Janice: Age - 60; Stats: 36B-26-38, 130 lbs. Height: 70 inches. She could not be considered beautiful in the Vogue sense but Mature would have signed her to a contract without hesitation. Knowing which colors and materials brought out her best side she dressed in unstated elegance. Weight would never be a problem. A Wholesome diet and regular exercise maintained her figure. Men and women were constantly having a good, long look.

Bill: Age - 65; Stats: 44-34-38, 195 lbs. Height: 74 inches. Men don't have a cup size. He wasn't model material but there was a presence that was reinforced when he looked at you with his hazel eyes. He kept in shape but was loosing the battle for control of his abs. Injuries to his spine prohibited the type of exercise that would have produced flat abs. The cut and color of his clothing had been selected to accentuate his overall appearance but not draw attention to his height.

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Janice had been a resident of the complex for five years. She participated in the sponsored activities on an irregular basis. There had been men at the complex that provided a casual 'roll in the hay'. When Janice attempted to engage their minds all were lacking. They thought with their gonads and their intelligence was limited to football on TV.

Bill was a newcomer of just six months. He had met many of the residents while checking his mail, doing his laundry or paying his rent. It took awhile for names to earn a place in his memory. Faces were there like photographs without captions. Janice's face was there, but unlike so many others, with a caption attached. The lady in his mental photograph had mischief behind the eyes, a damn good-looking body and a spark of something. If something happened fine, if nothing happened that was okay as well. He had never been taught the signs that a woman was interested in him and he should follow up.

It was a chance meeting that made Bill stick in Janice's mind. Oh she had seen him around. Janice might have said hello while getting her mail or even finishing her laundry. The meeting took place at the complex office. She had a meeting and didn't want to be late but her rent was due. If Janice waited until after the meeting the office would be closed and in her mind the rent would be overdue.

Being in a rush Janice didn't see the office door being opened. She did feel the body she bounced off of. Janice also felt the hands that grasped her arms to prevent her from stumbling backward. When she inhaled Janice caught Bill's scent. Sunny, woodsy and a scent she had trouble defining. Janice was about to apologize when she heard.

"I'm sorry, I should have been paying attention to where I was going," Bill said.

"Oh, I didn't see you come out the door. I was in a rush," stammered Janice.

"Then I shall not delay you further," Bill replied with a half bow while holding the door open.

"Thank you," Janice said as she entered the office.

Janice paid her rent and was almost out the door when she turned and said, "Jim, who was that man I practically ran over?"

Jim replied, "That's the new guy, Bill. He lives in 207."

"Thanks, I have to run. Bye!" Janice said as she left the office.

Bill having returned to his apartment searched through his mental photographs. He still didn't know the name but the caption was updated. She was attractive with a firm body and her scent was cantaloupe and forest dew. Filing the information away Bill went on about his normal routine.

Janice made the meeting with a few minutes to spare. By the time the meeting was over she was slightly churlish and testy. Her clothes added to the dilemma. They didn't seem to fit right and they irritated her skin.

Marie, a long-standing co-worker came up to Janice after the meeting. "Are you alright?" she asked.

"I don't know." Janice replied, "Usually these meetings are no big deal." 

"Well, knowing you as I do," Marie said looking at Janice's blouse, "I'd say that you were bitten by the horny bug."

"Nonsense!" Janice said tartly, "I'll go home, have a bubble bath, enjoy a glass of sparkling cider and relax. Be back to normal tomorrow." Saying good-bye to Marie and the others present Janice left for home and follow the advice she had given herself.

As Janice drove home her thoughts were on things external that might change the way her skin was reacting to her clothes. 'Did I change the brand of detergent or fabric softener', she thought to herself.

Arriving home Janice checked her mail and after securely locking her door she hung her overcoat in the hall closet. Crossing to the living room windows Janice started to close the blinds. Working the drawstrings Janice glanced out the window. She caught a movement out of the corner of her eye. Janice saw the head and shoulders of a man in the apartment directly across from hers but on the second floor. Doing a quick calculation Janice realized she was seeing Bill, the man she had bumped into earlier that day.

Finished with drawing the blinds Janice lowered her arms. The action renewed the skin irritation. Janice tugged her blouse from her slacks as she walked towards the bedroom. Passing the linen closet on the way Janice slid open the door and peered inside. There on the normal shelf lay her regular brand of detergent and fabric softener. Stepping into her bedroom Janice finishing the process of unbuttoning and removing her blouse. She realized, while tossing the garment into the hamper, that the irritation was partially gone. Reaching behind her Janice undid the button that secured the waistband of her slacks. Sliding the zipper down removed more of the skin irritation. Janice walked over to her bed, turned around and slid her slacks down over shapely hips. Letting the slacks fall to the floor Janice sat down to finish the removal process. As she bent over to retrieve her slacks Janice caught a whiff of her own scent.

Janice left her slacks on the floor. One hand hovered above her crotch. It felt heated. Her other hand did a close scan of her breasts. They felt heated too. 'Horny bug indeed', Janice thought to herself as her fingers flipped the front closure bra open and peeled the cups away from her breasts. A sigh of relief escaped her lips as warm air caressed her now nude breasts. Glancing down Janice saw her nipples swell into hard marbles. Standing up Janice slid the bra straps off her shoulders. Lowering her arms she allowed the garment to fall onto the bed. With hands and arms free Janice lowered her tap panties over her toned buttocks to join the slacks on the floor. Stepping out of the puddle of material surrounding her feet Janice bent down, picked up her clothes and tossed them into the still open hamper.

'Free at last', came to her mind as Janice quickly did a series of full-body stretches. 'No horny bug here', she said to herself, 'Just a bitch in heat. This is going to take more than a bubble bath and a glass of sparkling cider'. Walking around her queen size bed Janice opened the bottom drawer of the nightstand. Extracting the Ben-Wa balls lying within she closed the drawer and headed towards the adjoining bath. "Oh my God!" Janice yelped out loud. She had been so involved in finding out the cause of her skin irritation that her bedroom blinds had remained open. Blushing with embarrassment Janice rushed to the blinds and closed them. Continuing on towards the bathroom she clutched the Ben-Wa balls tightly in her hand. Approaching the toilet Janice placed one foot on the toilet and slid the still cool balls into her vagina. A small shudder swept across her body.

Talking to herself Janice said, "No bubble bath for you, girl. This situation requires a full session of self-gratification." The decision made she raised the toilet seat, sat down, and relieved herself. Finishing her toilette Janice wandered into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Janice was chopping up the last of the spiced chicken when she knew Bill's unidentified scent. Sex! Damn the man. He knows you showered after a good session. If he hadn't had sex then he recently masturbated and didn't wash.

'Now, don't blame the man for you not recognizing the signs of your own horniness', Janice thought to herself. Thinking back she couldn't come up with a date when she last played with a hard cock. Janice settled on a figure of several months.

Having finished preparing dinner Janice poured a glass of sparkling cider, sat down, and ate her meal. Tidying up the kitchen she refilled her cider glass and strolled into her bath for a nice refreshing shower.

Stepping into the steam filled shower Janice scooped up the bottle of shampoo and squirted a generous amount into her hand. Replacing the bottle on the convenient shelf she attacked the mass of hair covering her head. With a final rinse Janice started lathering her skin with the lavender soap she preferred.

Her breasts and pussy responded to the attention Janice paid to her arms, legs, and feet. Their swelling produced delightful little shudders. Filling her hands with lather Janice began to wash her breasts. Using both hands she lovingly washed one breast and gave its nipple a gentle tweak. Repeating the process with her other breast Janice found herself sitting on the built-in seat as her pussy gave a gigantic contraction of orgasm. She sat there stunned. 'Oh my! We haven't even been introduced', Janice thought to herself.

After recovering from the intense orgasm Janice turned off the water, stumbled from the shower, and dried off. With another towel and her masturbating lotion Janice walked to the bed. After arranging the pillows to her liking she double folded the towel and placed it in the middle of the bed. "Damn, I forgot my sparkling cider." she said to herself. Retrieving the cider Janice took several sips and then placed the glass on the nightstand. Opening the bottom drawer she extracted her favorite toy. The life like dildo was eight inches and 1½ inches in diameter. It had the added benefit of a built-in vibrator. Laying the dildo on the bed Janice lay down in a semi-reclining position. After making sure the towel was centered under her butt she began to lotion her arms and then legs. As Janice raised one leg to lotion the calf and foot she felt warm steel kiss her anus. Placing the Ben-Wa ball on the towel Janice delicately inserted a finger into her pussy and scooped the other ball out. When both balls were safely on the towel Janice said out loud, "I won't be needing you anymore tonight."

Bill was doing research on the Internet when he caught a flash of movement out of the corner of his eye. Curious Bill shifted his gaze down across the courtyard to the window that the movement occurred in. What he saw made his eyes light up and a large smile spread across his face. "Now that's a sight for sore eyes," Bill said aloud as he watched the nude figure performing full-body stretches. The stretches stopped and the nude form drifted into the shadows. As Bill was about to continue his research he saw the face of the nude form as well as her breast as she rapidly closed the blinds. "Was that show for me?" Bill asked himself. "No, she probably forgot to close the blinds." was his immediate response.

Janice, now comfortably ensconced on her bed, picked up the dildo and lovingly stroked its length. Knowing that she didn't need additional lubrication Janice turned on the vibrator function and placed the tip at the top of her pussy. Raising her legs Janice rested her feet flat on the mattress and let her knees fall to their respective sides. In this position the dildo would have access to all her private parts. Intent on her mission Janice pushed the head of her dildo between her outer lips as she forced the object towards her anus. Just it arrived Janice reversed the dildo so that it would enter her vagina. Feeling the head pass her inner lips Janice kept up a steady pressure pushing the fake cock into her vagina until it poked her cervix. She didn't need to tease herself. She needed a mind-blowing orgasm. Holding the fake balls with one hand Janice used the other to twist the control knob to its full on position. Then Janice brought her knees together and lowered her legs to the mattress. This effectively trapped the dildo deep inside her pussy. With the fake cock stimulating her vagina Janice brought her hands up to fondle and caress her breasts. Softly at first but with an ever-increasing urgency Janice was soon mauling the twin globes. The final act was when she squeezed both nipples to the point of pain.

The explosion of ecstasy started at the roots of auburn hair, traveled the length of her body to her toenails, and came back up. Janice's breasts felt as though they would explode while her pussy was convulsing in ever-sharper ripples. Wave after wave of orgasmic delight slammed through Janice's body. Finally, with great effort, Janice reached down and rotated the control knob to its minimum position.

Slumping back on the bed Janice slipped into a sexually sated sleep. When she awoke, around 4am, Janice realized that her pussy was still gently throbbing with gentle delight. "How long was I asleep with my pussy full of fake cock?" she asked herself.

Bill awoke the next morning with dry cum coating his lower abdomen and pubic hair. Looking down at his hands he saw no dry cum there. 'Damn,' he thought to himself, 'I haven't had a wet dream like this in years.' Rising Bill wandered into his bath. Having shit, showered, and shaved he sat eating breakfast. 'If I got that stirred up by a nude body,' he said to himself, 'maybe I should find out who she is.' By mid-morning those thoughts were displaced by the entertaining research he was conducting on the Internet.

One Thursday evening several weeks later Janice tossed aside the novel she pretended interest in. 'Enough of this crap,' she thought to herself, 'My pussy is constantly damp, my work is affected, and I'm tired of being irritable.' "I'm taking a mental health day tomorrow," she said to herself. Putting actions to her thoughts Janice picked up the phone and called her co-worker, Marie. Marie answered the phone on the third ring.

"Marie, this is Janice. I'm taking a mental health day tomorrow. I'll see you Friday."

"Janice, tomorrow is Friday and it's a three day weekend. I'll see you on Monday."

Hanging up her phone Janice said out loud, "That mystery man is going to fuck me or I'll know the reason why he isn't interested." Bill had no idea that he had become the "target" of a sexually starved woman. Walking into her bedroom Janice began to assemble her wardrobe. While sliding hangers back and forth her knee-high boots fell over. Seeing the boots Janice changed the direction of her wardrobe selection. Taking the boots out of the closet Janice tossed them over by the bed. Going to her dresser she chose a black stretch Merry Widow with half cups. Sorting through another drawer Janice found a black thong panty tucked in the back corner. Talking to herself Janice said, "Why are these way back there? Oh, I remember. They are two sizes smaller than I normally wear. They make my pussy look like a camel's toe. Ah! They'll be just the right touch."

Tossing the thong and Merry Widow on her bed Janice walked out of the bedroom to the entry closet. She was deciding on which coat would provide the necessary cover when her ski jacket fell to the floor. Picking the coat up Janice closed the door and returned to her bedroom.

"Now," she said talking to herself, "let me see the overall effect." Dropping the coat by her full-length mirror Janice went to her bed. Sitting down she slid the thong panty up her legs as far as it would go while she was seated. Reaching for the Merry Widow Janice wrapped around herself and began closing the twenty odd hook and eye fasteners. One by one Janice slipped into her knee-high boots. Standing up she was pleased to feel the boots hug her calf's without cutting off the circulation. Drawing the thong panty over her thighs Janice fit the front panel over and around the outer lips of her pussy. Reaching behind her she slipped the thong into the crease separating her buttocks. Finally Janice lifted the waist thong up until it settled over her hip bones. Stepping over to the full-length mirror Janice saw how the waist thong adjustment accentuated her pussy. "Yes, my pussy looks like a camel's toe." she said out loud.

Giving the Merry Widow a gentle tug left and right Janice lined up the fasteners along her breast bone. Leaning forward she patted the half cups of the Merry Widow forcing her breasts to settle firmly into place. With a few side to side pushes Janice focused her nipples straight ahead and even with each other. Standing upright she surveyed the result of her intimate ensemble. "Oh yes! This should do nicely." Janice said to the image in the mirror. "If the man in him doesn't stand up then he has serious nerve damage below the waist."

Quickly Janice picked up the coat resting on the floor and put it on. She zipped the coat up until the zipper was at the bottom of the Merry Widow cups. The zipper column was stiff enough to gently fall to the side instead of flopping over to expose Janice's breasts. The subtle effect was a hint for what lay beneath. Shrugging the coat into place Janice was pleased to see a bare six inches of leg showing between the bottom of her coat and the tops of her boots. Turning her back to the mirror Janice bent over at the waist. Looking between her legs she searched the image before her for any sign of puckered anus. There was none.

Walking to the nightstand Janice set the alarm for 6am. Chuckling she said out loud, "The early bird catches the worm." With a renewed purpose Janice stripped off her garments and boots. Leaving everything where they lay she entered the bath to take a refreshing shower before going to sleep.

6am arrived and triggered the alarm. Its rather raucous chirping forced Janice to open her eyes. A hand slapped the top of the alarm to stop its chirp. Tossing off the covers Janice stood and went through the usual series of full-body stretches. Finishing those Janice entered the bath and attended to her toilette.

Speaking to the image in the mirror she said, "How do I accentuate my best assets? Oh, I know." Reaching into a drawer beneath the counter Janice selected a bright red, raspberry scented lipstick. Carefully she applied the lipstick to her full sensuous lips. Then in a daring move she covered her nipples. This was followed by a single bold stripe down the center of the outer lips of her pussy.

Upon her return to the bedroom Janice took extra time with each garment she put on. She was aiming for the same look and feel achieved the night before during her trial run. Satisfied Janice went into the kitchen to get an empty coffee cup. Slipping the front door key into her coat pocket Janice set forth on her bold and daring seduction of Bill, her "Target".

Bill, through the force of habit had risen at zero six hundred hours. Having completed his normal routine of shit, shower and shave he was reluctant to start the rest of the day. Getting his act somewhat together Bill entered the living room, turned on the radio to catch the 0700 news and was turning toward the kitchen to start the coffee when his doorbell rang.

Looking down at his attire Bill decided that if the uninvited guest took exception to his dress they could stuff it. Without looking through the peep hole he unlocked the door and swung it open. Looking at vision across the threshold Bill almost swallowed his tongue. Instead he was able to say, "Good morning, may I help you?"

"You can start by inviting me in." Janice replied, "It's chilly out here."

"My apologies," Bill said, "please come in."

Janice stepped through the doorway and slid to the side allowing Bill to close the door, which he did, and lock it if he so chose. With a twist of his wrist Bill locked the door.


Target Ch. 01



Extending her hand Janice said, "Hi! I'm the woman who barged into you at the manager's office several weeks ago. My name is Janice Whitman and I live in 107-L across the courtyard from you."

Accepting the offered hand Bill said, "My name is William Haggen. You know my address." When his hand left Janice's Bill felt a faint tickle. As he stepped back Bill realized that his guest was staring at his attire.

Janice looked up, blushed and said, "I apologize for staring. I haven't seen many Caucasian males wearing East Indian clothes."

"The similarity is scant at best. I had just put the shirt on when you rang the bell. The skirt is solely for my comfort. It allows me freedom of movement and keeps the nether regions drier." Somewhat disconcerted Bill continued, "How may I help you?"

With an odd smile Janice held up the coffee cup she carried saying, "All my friends had left for work when I realized that I didn't have the proper cream for my coffee. I thought you might have some."

"Your cup appears to have a serious problem," Bill said with a chuckle.

"Oh?" said Janice looking down at her cup.

Turning towards the kitchen Bill said, "There is a hole in it and it is empty."

"Ah! By adding the cream first," Janice replied, "it saves me the trouble of stirring when I pour the coffee."

"And do you always plan in detail?" Bill said raising an eyebrow.

"Yes," Janice said tilting her head, "especially when it is something I want."

"Oh, I see!" said Bill now walking to this kitchen. "Fresh coffee will be ready in ten minutes. Let me check my frig for cream." He heard the sound of a zipper being moved. It was the slithering sound that bothered him. He couldn't identify it. Stepping to the doorway to investigate. Bill stopped abruptly at the sight he saw. His eyes were as big as saucers and his mouth was agape.

When Bill turned to the kitchen Janice unzipped her coat and slid it off her shoulders and let it glide down her arms to fall in a heap on the floor. The cup she had held in her hand lay buried beneath the coat. She stood proudly with feet spread shoulder width apart and shoulders thrown back to maximize her 5 foot 10 inch height.

"You won't find the cream I'm looking for in your frig, Bill. Besides it is best served at body temperature and procured directly from the source."

"How did I earn such a bold and delightful confrontation?" Bill replied, "Oh, forgive my appalling lack of manners. Please have a seat." Bowing to Janice Bill swept a hand at a pair of swivel rockers.

"It began the day I barged into you at the manager's office." Janice said, "Your strength and poise impressed me. The two scents I identified immediately made me curious about you. It wasn't until I got home that evening that I identified your third scent."

"Please me more about my scents." Bill said interrupting his guest.

"The first was sunny and the second was woodsy," Janice replied, "I hazard a guess that you suffer from seasonal adjustment disorder and you enjoy the woods and forests."

"I will authenticate your guesses," Bill said as he turned on the lamp next to him. "Sun lights for my SAD. They are used in hydroponics' gardening. The woods and forests afford me solitude. You mentioned a third scent?"

"Yes, I did." Janice said, "Your third scent was sex. Did you have intercourse before we had our meeting?"

"Intercourse? No! My last sexual contact with a woman was in the year 2000." Bill said in response, "Masturbation would be more likely but I don't remember. Please continue."

"Okay," Janice said, "By the time I got home I was churlish and testy, my clothes didn't fit right and irritated my skin. I thought it might have been my laundry soap or fabric softener. A glass of sparkling cider and a bubble bath would solve the problem. To make a long story short I masturbated with you as the centerfold."

"Ah! Then allow me to tweak your curiosity," Bill responded, "Your scent that day was cantaloupe and forest dew. My guess is that you enjoy cantaloupe and other fresh fruits. While not a 'tree hugger' you are at peace when walking through a forest after it rains or possibly being caressed by rain forest dew."

"AAYYIIEE!" was the only sound Bill heard. His head snapped around to see Janice experiencing an intense orgasm. Her hands gripped the arms of the rocker. Her breasts rose and fell as her lungs inhaled and exhaled large gasps of air. Janice's nipples threatened to burst from her chest. Abdominal muscles were attempting to out do each other in the torrid dance. Clinched thighs prevented Bill from seeing the nectar flowing from her pussy. Finally Janice's toes were attempting to curl under to meet the balls of her feet.

Several minutes pass before Janice found her voice. Looking at Bill she said, "You have no idea what you do to a woman, do you?"

"Excuse me?" said Bill.

Closing her eyes Janice gathered her thoughts. Opening them she said, "No, you don't have an inkling. You wouldn't. You answered all my questions with no evasions and you reached inside me and read my mail. When you accurately mentioned fresh fruits and rain forest dew all the tension and stress exploded and took my body with it. I have had many intense orgasms singly or with a partner but the one I just experienced makes them seem like kindergarten."

Bill smiled and said, "I can offer a possible explanation later but the coffee just finished brewing. What receptacle did you want your cream in?"

Janice's eyes glazed over as she said, "Damn you, I'm having another orgasm." Bill watched as Janice went through her orgasm. It wasn't as intense nor did it last as long. "Please, I need to use your bathroom." Janice pleaded, "Like now!"

Bill grabbed the towel from the arm of her chair and thrust it at Janice. "Minimize the overflow." he said. Rising from his chair Bill took two steps to Janice's chair and bending over scooped her up into his arms. As he stood upright Janice whimpered, "Now you have me cuming and going. Please hurry!" Seconds later Bill lowered Janice onto the seat of the toilet. She wouldn't release her grasp on his arms so Bill was unable to leave and give Janice some privacy.

"Scissors! Cut this scanty panty off me."

"No!" Bill did the next best thing. He gently hooked a finger under the side of Janice's thong and drew the material up and away from her blood engorged outer lips. He watched as Janice expelled urine and cum into the toilet bowl.

"Do I have a closet voyeur standing in front of me?"

"Guilty! But if you scratch any sensual man or woman deep enough you will find a voyeur and an exhibitionist."

"Touché! I know that I am going to hurt after I say this but how many homicides have you committed with that blunt object under your skirt?"

"Not a one. However there have been several willing sacrifices."

"Oh! I told you I was going to hurt." Janice said as she groaned and laughed at the same time.

"Damn, now I have to piss."

"Not here," Janice chuckled, "but where?"

"Shower!" Bill said as he jerked his skirt waistband out and down over the mushrooming cock at his groin. Flinging the shower door open he then grabbed his cock and pointed it at the shower stall. A sigh of relief escaped his lips.

Janice couldn't help herself as she stared at the cock in Bill's hand. Eight inches long and two inches in diameter was her estimate.

"Janice!" Bill's voice carried a tone that demanded her attention.

"Yes!"

"If we are to have a meaningful sexual relationship," Bill said, "there are three things you need to know and understand fully. No, Stop, and You are in control. Let me take them in reverse order. You are in control means that I cannot do anything to you sexually without your permission. To do so is rape or sodomy. Harsh punishments are provided for either crime. If I suggest we do something or ask you to do something that makes you uncomfortable just say "No". No means no. If we are engaged in a sexual act and you experience any discomfort you say "Stop". I immediately stop with no questions. We can talk about the situation to see if there is an alternative way to accomplish the same thing."

"Bill," Janice started to say. Bill held up a hand to silence her. Janice grabbed his hand and pulled it down. "Let me rephrase. Why are you telling me this?"

"Two reasons. First, your intellect and shy humor have made me curious. I want to know you better. Second, I want to jump your bones."

"Ah hah! If you jump my bones you have to accept the rest of my body."

As a response Bill made a growling sound deep in his throat and then licked his lips. Janice responded in kind. It was a mix of meow and growl. She finished by licking her palm as if it was a paw. "Allow me to finish my toilette."

"I would like it if you didn't and I want to watch you recreate your camel's toe."

"Very well!" Janice said rising from the toilet. She lowered her thong to mid-thigh so that Bill saw the entire garment. Bringing the thong up she covered her blood engorged outer lips with the front panel. Janice then adjusted the waistband to ride atop her hip bones. Turning away from Bill Janice bent over and said, "If you look you may get winked at."

Crouching down Bill did look. He saw Janice take the crotch thong and place it carefully into the crease created by her buttocks. Bill did not miss the muscular contraction that made Janice's anus wink.

"Good morning to you, Rosebud. It is a pleasure to meet you." Before Janice could stand up Bill stepped forward to grasp Janice's buttocks. As he stroked and caressed those wonderful mounds he said, "I hope to gain an intimate knowledge of you in the near future."

Janice rose to a standing position and turned to face Bill. "Was the recreation successful?"

"Yes! And I must add, enhanced."

"A soiled scanty panty enhances my camel's toe?"

Taking a step forward Bill cupped Janice's pussy with his hand. Gently squeezing he said, "Most definitely as it contains the essence of you."

"Hmmm," crooned Janice as she settled further onto Bill's hand. "Now sir, I may over dress but you are not allowed to." Slipping her hands into the front of Bill's shirt Janice shrugged the material back and off his shoulders. With a sly grin one hand slid down to caress and stroke his manhood. When Janice felt her palm was coated with Bill's pre-cum she stopped. With her other she gently removed Bill's hand from her pussy. Janice lowered her pre-cum drenched palm to her pussy and rubbed the cream into the front panel saying, "Your essence is now combined with mine."

Bill's look of astonishment was impossible to hide but he recovered nicely. "Your headlights seem to be out of alignment. Don't you want to be a safe driver?"

"I can assure you that I have been safe for many years. But I take your point seriously." Turning to the vanity mirror Janice leaned forward and patted the half cups of her Merry Widow to settle her breasts into place. With a few side to side pushes she focused her nipples straight ahead and even with each other. "There, alignment completed."

Smiling Bill said, "So, would you like a cup of coffee... first?"

Janice started laughing and finally managed to say, "I think, no I feel that I will enjoy getting to know you."

Bill offered his arm to Janice. Janice accepted Bill's offer. Together they walked to the kitchen where he poured two cups of coffee. It turned out that Janice drank her coffee black and sweet, the same as Bill.

As they finished their coffee Janice said, "Bill, would you mind if we cuddled and took a nap before we start our sexual exploration of each other?"

"I would enjoy that but you may only remove your boots."

"I agree. I want to stay dressed like this for you. I'm comfortable with the idea."

Standing up Bill said, "Why don't you choose which side of the bed you want to sleep on while I tidy up here."

"Alright," Janice said as she rose from her chair.

Bill went about tidying up the dining area, washed the cups and put the remaining coffee in the carafe. He hesitated for a moment then removed placemats and silverware. Going back to the dining area he set two placements and added a center piece of flowers and motif candles. Looking around once more Bill saw Janice's coat lying on the floor. Stooping to pick it up he discovered Janice's coffee cup lying beneath. Retrieving the cup Bill placed it on the small table by the door. He had noticed a stain on the coats material so Bill took it into the kitchen. Using vinegar it took but a minute to remove the stains. Finished Bill hung the coat in the entry closet and walked to the bedroom.

Janice paused as she entered Bill's bedroom. It was sparsely decorated containing a queen bed, a nightstand, a six drawer dresser, and a clothes horse to the left of the dresser. Sliding one panel of the built-in closet open she noted the clothes hung in groups. Shirts, all facing the same direction; to the right. Pants, zippers all pointed to the front. Jackets and long coats were next. Scanning the shelves Janice found sweaters neatly folded and original product boxes. Moving to the bed she sat down and removed her boots. Stretching her upper body Janice found herself yawning. "I'll just lay here quietly until Bill comes in so we can cuddle." she said to the quiet bedroom. Reaching out her left hand Janice grasped the blanket and top sheet pulling them down. Lying down on her left side Janice let her head hit the pillow as her right hand pulled the sheet and blanket over her body. Janice didn't feel her eyelids close as sleep overtook her.

That was how Bill found her when he walked in several minutes later. He saw the open closet panel and said to himself, 'Janice is not a snoop but she must be mighty curious'. Walking to the closet he slid the panel shit. Bill walked to the left side of the bed and carefully pulled back the blanket and top sheet. Sliding in he covered himself and adjusted the remaining pillows to suit his head and neck. Bill turned on his left side to cuddle Janice when she, in her sleep, performed that task for him.

Her shoulder blades went snug against Bill's chest hairs. Janice's buttocks made slow sensuous movements as Bill's cock nestled into the crease separating them. Thighs and calf's adjusted themselves into their optimum position. Bill slid his left arm between Janice's pillow and her neck. His right hand gently cupped her left breast. As Bill allowed his eyelids to close he barely heard Janice's soft words, "You feel so good." Bill kissed the back of Janice's auburn hair and said, "Thank you." Within minutes Bill was asleep.

Bill's eyes popped open, his body was 100 percent alert, his mind casting about searching for what wasn't right. Reality slowly set in. He was on his right side and there was a body nestled in behind his. Slowly he relaxed. As he did he felt two circles of heat pressing against his shoulder blades. Another was bathing his buttocks but there was no contact. The hand that had been tenderly stroking his cock lay still.

"Do you often wake up at General Quarters?" asked Janice.

"Too damn often!" Bill replied gruffly.

"I'm sorry," Janice said, "I didn't mean to startle you."

"Apology accepted." Bill said in a near normal tone, "Did you sleep well?"

"I slept!" replied Janice.

"Meaning the answer should have been a capital "NO."

"Oh!"

"Roll on to your back, extend your arms above your head and I will give you an example."

Curious Janice did as Bill directed. Bill rolled over throwing the covers off as he did. Raising his right leg over and across Janice he sat down on her upper thighs making sure his cock came in contact with her thong covered pussy. Leaning forward Bill tenderly drew his finger tips down Janice's arms, across her underarms, and upper chest. Finally he gently massaged Janice's breasts.

"AARRGGHH!" exploded from deep within Janice's throat followed by, "Bathroom! NOW!" 

Bill bolted from the bed. Janice raced for the bathroom. As she crossed the threshold she said, "Damn it!"

Bill knew what had happened. He had seen the signs earlier and now had confirmation. Quietly he walked to the kitchen supply closet. Bill gathered his mop, pail, disinfectant, and clean rags. Stopping at the sink he half filled the pail with hot water and a generous dose of disinfectant. Picking up the other supplies Bill walked to the bathroom.

Janice saw Bill walk in. Looking up she said, "This is not my body."

"I disagree!" Bill replied, "It is your body but you have made it unbalanced." Kneeling down he tugged the runner from under Janice's feet, rolled it up, and rising put it the corner. Picking up a clean rag Bill dunked it into the mop pail and then began to clean up the front of the toilet and the floor around it. Bill then quickly removed Janice's thong throwing the soaked garment into the sink. Reaching for the mop Bill dunked it in the pail. Quickly he cleaned the rest of the floor and put the mop back in the pail. Bill pulled a clean runner out and laid it down. Reaching for a towel Bill padded the toilet tank saying to Janice, "Lean back so I can remove your Merry Widow."

"I can do that!" Janice snapped.

"Go ahead and try." Bill said as he knelt in front of Janice. Using his feet as cushions Bill sat down.

After several fumbling attempts Janice was near to tears and not one hook and eye was undone. "What is going on?"

"Allow me," Bill said pushing Janice back against the towel and quickly undoing the first two fasteners, "You need to breath and you are not done yet."

"They're just muscle spasms."

Bill opened the remaining hook and eye fasteners, slid the garment from behind Janice, and put it on the counter. "Another example," he said as he stroked Janice's inner thighs.

Janice screamed, "Oh my God!" as another orgasm overtook her.

"Now you need to shower. Both to clean up and for the added stimulation. In a few minutes you will need me." Rising slowly Bill limped to the shower, opened the door and turned on the water. He waited until it was his normal temperature. Bill returned to stand in front of Janice.

"I just want to rest." Janice said looking up at Bill.

Grabbing Janice's upper arms Bill pulled Janice up, threw her arms over his shoulders, and crushed her body against his. Step by step they walked to the shower and into it. Bill shut the door behind him. The water enveloped them and not one inch was allowed to stay dry.

When Janice's back half was thoroughly soaked Bill turned her around and began caressing Janice everywhere he could reach. Hair, shoulders, arms, flanks, and breasts felt his caresses. He repeated the process again and again. Grabbing Janice's hair he forced her head back and she sputtered.

"No! Don't think! Feel your face starting to get the fulfillment it has been denied." Feel the water giving you joy. Let your body have victory over your chaotic mind." Bill's words were reinforced by his massaging hands and teasing fingers. Every part he could reach Bill caressed aided by the water, the ever present water.

When Bill's middle finger slid into her rectum without resistance Janice's body knew complete and total victory. Eyes popped open as her mind shut down in unconditional surrender. Renewed energy coursed through her muscles. Arms that had hung limply at her sides now attempted to pull her lover into her. Thigh and calf muscles grew taut and supported her entire weight. Her buttocks started a dance that encouraged the finger sliding in and out of her rectum. The orgasm that followed hit Janice like a sudden rain squall. Her breasts and nipples tried to leave her chest. As a rush of fluid that was not water flowed down her inner thighs Janice squealed, "Oh my God!"

Bill felt the charge pass between them. Bending his head he blew Janice's auburn hair away from her ear and said, "Climb the peak and descend into the valley to complete your fulfillment. Don't think! Do it and feel it.




Target Ch. 01



Janice turned around and lustily embraced Bill. Janice covered his smile with her lips as she raised her right leg over his left hip. Still kissing her lover Janice brought her left leg up over Bill's right hip. Locking her ankles behind his back Janice felt Bill's cock nestle between her outer lips. "Don't you ever go soft?" Janice asked.

"I am only half hard." Bill replied. Janice raised her eyebrows in question. "A medical curiosity," he continued. Flexing his muscles Bill made his cock jump.

"Then I... " Bill stopped her comment with a heart stopping kiss. Lips crushing lips. His tongue invaded her mouth, swirled around and over Janice's teeth to finally do battle with her tongue. Using the strength of his arms Bill raised Janice's body until he felt the head of his cock pierce her inner lips. Then he relaxed his muscles.

Janice was caught completely by surprise. She was reveling in the feel of Bill's cock sliding down her outer lips and her breasts sliding up his sparsely haired chest. When the journey stopped and the support removed Janice was powerless to prevent her descent onto Bill's cock. The downward trip ended when her clitoris was crushed against Bill's pubic bone and her cervix bounced against the tip of Bill's cock.

"Oh Damn! You feel so good!"

"That is the second time today you used that phrase." Bill said. "Now," he continued, "fuck me until your eyes cross and you obtain complete fulfillment."

Janice's mind didn't register the words but her body began the timeless dance of coital delight. Every cell in her body seemed to scream with joy as the dance progressed. Janice's orgasm hit, at the end of a down stroke, with such speed that it left her without the strength to rise. She lay locked against this rock of a man whose prong was fully embedded in her quivering vagina.

Using his ebbing strength Bill turned to his right. "Shut off the water, please."

Janice fumbled with the faucet and finally turned it off. Bill tightened his grip on Janice and started to shake the water off them both as a dog would to remove water from its fur. Using his shoulder Bill pushed open the shower door and stepped onto the fresh runner lying on the bathroom floor. He paused at the threshold of the bathroom. "I'm afraid my strength reserves are depleted."

Janice made an attempt to unburden herself from Bill.

"No, don't! I'll lay you down," he said as he took slow steps into the bedroom. He paused at the closet and slid open a panel. Turning Janice toward the closet Bill tightened his grasp and said, "Pick a robe and put it on."

Janice struggled but managed to remove a robe from its hanger and slip it on. "But how... "

"Watch and be filled with wonder." Bill said taking slow steps to the bed. Once there he said, "Tighten your grip on me so I can change my grip." When Bill knew Janice was supporting herself he released his grip, removed his arms and hands from under the robe. Letting his hands slide down the back of the Janice's robe Bill smoothed the material under her buttocks. Not resisting temptation he squeezed both while saying, "So round, so firm... "

"And many long hours of exercise to ensure that they were fully packed," Janice said finishing Bill's comment.

"Lock your hands behind my neck. I'm going to dethrone you and lay you down." Janice did as requested. Suddenly she felt completely empty and being placed on the bed. But she didn't miss the sound of cartilage and vertebrae crackling and the almost inaudible groan that escaped Bill's lips.

Bill reached behind his back, unhooked Janice's ankles, and gently lowered her over stressed legs to the mattress. Her legs were at the perfect angle to permit Bill an unobstructed view of Janice's gaping pussy. "You may release me now." 

Janice did but slid her hands forward to caress Bill's face. "You didn't cum," she said, "and you should have."

A dark shadow crossed his face but Bill's words were bright and cheery. "No. I didn't. However there will be many opportunities to address that heinous crime." Sliding two steps towards the foot of the bed Bill sat down with a thump. He was looking at Janice's face framed between her up thrust knees.

Before she could react Janice saw Bill's head descend on her pussy. Two tongue strokes described the circumference of her outer lips. The third stroke went straight up the middle. It started at Janice's rectum, crossed her gaping vagina, lashed her inner lips, and finished by raking her erect clitoris.

As Bill's jaw line rose above Janice's knees her thighs clamped shut. "Oh my God! Stop!"

Bill rested his chin on her knees and smiled. "I'm done." he said, "Discomfort?"

"No, you wicked, naughty man. Excessive delight."

"Good, now you can rest. You shall have New England clam chowder, grilled cheese sandwiches, and whatever else falls out of the frig when you rise."

Janice actually pouted, "I don't want to fall asleep on you again."



Target Ch. 02



Bill slid off the bed onto his knees. Crawling forward until he could reach Janice's lips he said, You will not sleep but you will rest. In an hour you will arise rested and eat solid food." Leaning over Bill kissed Janice tenderly. He crawled up the wall to a standing position. Walking to the bathroom door he shut down the lights and closed the door. Working his way across the threshold Bill turned out the lights and silently closed the door behind him.

Hobbling now Bill crossed to the entry closet, threw open the door and extracted two furry blankets. Crossing to the chair he favored Bill folded one blanket and placed it on the floor in front of the chair. Fanning out the other blanket he draped it over the arms of the chair. Bill lay down on the floor blanket with his feet close to the chair. Slowly he raised his legs fitting them so the backs of his knees brushed the front of the cushion. Grabbing a piece of the other blanket he drew it down so that it covered him to his lower chest. He laid his head on the blanket and began to release the arch in his back. He heard the vertebrae and cartilage slide back into place but was unable to stop the groan of pain escaping.

Janice heard the popping sounds and the groan of pain. She wanted to go to Bill's aid but knew that there was nothing she could do — today. Her body was reliving the delights of the day. Was she imprinting Bill on her body or was it the other way around?

Without looking at the clock Janice knew it was just over an hour when she rose from Bill's bed, performed a series of full body stretches, and walked toward the bathroom. Opening the door Janice flipped on the lights and approached the toilet. The bathroom was pleasantly warm so Janice slid her robe off and hung it on a hook by the shower. Having performed her toilette Janice started to wash her hands when she realized that her thong rested on the bottom of the sink.

Grinning with mischief in her eyes Janice reached for the bar of soap. Giving the garment a thorough washing and squeeze dry she arranged the damp thong on the counter in as much a camel's toe as the garment would allow. Drying her hands Janice slipped on her robe. After turning off the lights and closing the door she went to see Bill.

Bill's sixth sense kicked in. Someone was close, very close. Opening his eyes his face changed into a Cheshire cat grin. "What a lovely sight to awaken to," he said.

"Ah, the male Cheshire appreciates the tasty morsel in front of him?"

"You are no mere morsel but a cornucopia of delight."

Janice's version of a Cheshire cat grin appeared on her face. "Can I assist you in standing up?"

"No, but you may as well watch. It's not pretty but it gets me to my feet."

Janice stepped away and watched. He pulled his legs off the chair towards his chest and rolled over on his side facing the wall. Bill rolled again this time on to his hands and knees. Turning he faced the wall and started to hand walk up it. Bill was now vertical from his head to his knees. Raising his right knee Bill placed the foot carefully to provide support as he continued his upward progress. Janice noticed the hesitation in Bill's leg and the foot drop when he planted his left foot on the floor. Janice saw Bill grit his teeth but it was the thin line of perspiration across his upper lip that moved her to action.

"Pain medication? Where?" Janice said with authority.

Bill glared at her but his shoulders sagged. "Kitchen! Next to the coffee pot. One caplet and some water, please."

Janice turned and stalked into the kitchen. When she came back the robe she wore flowed out behind her. Handing Bill the medication and water Janice watched to make sure he did indeed take the medication. He swallowed the pill and several seconds later he drank half the water. Then he sheepishly drank the remainder.

"Do you know how beautiful you are?" Bill asked Janice. Her move startled him. Stepping two paces back Janice slipped the robe off her shoulders letting it fall in a heap on the floor. Raising hands to her hair she ruffled it and then shook it out. Janice then stretched her arms above her head and did a slow 360 degree turn allowing Bill an unimpaired view of her body.

"Can I taste you?"

"You are in no condition to play right now."

"A simple taste to satisfy my curiosity." Bill said beckoning her with his finger. Janice approached, an eyebrow raised in question. Bill lifted her arm and ran his tongue over the entire underarm. Finishing he said, "Will you assist me to a dining chair?"

"Yes, and then you will explain your testing procedure."

"Agreed." Bill put an arm across Janice's shoulders and took a step away from the wall. Janice slid an arm behind Bill's back but kept it up near his shoulder blades. Together they walked across the room to the dining chairs. As Bill started to sit Janice bent forward to assist with his descent. He slid his arm off Janice's shoulders but captured her arm as she removed it from behind his back. Leaning forward slightly Bill kissed Janice tenderly on the cheek saying, "Thank you." Janice blushed. Bill didn't say anything.

"Do you think the coffee is hot enough to drink?" Bill asked then added, "Damn it! I told you I would feed you and failed to deliver."

"We can perform a joint effort. But let me check the coffee first." Twisting the lid off the carafe produced steam.

"Will you pour us both a cup while I use the head?"

"Okay." Turning around Janice began fixing two cups of coffee.

Bill rose from the chair and made his way towards the bedroom and the bathroom within. He didn't notice Janice following silently behind. Opening the door Bill flipped on the lights. Only after he settled on the toilet did he glance at the vanity top. He burst out laughing at the sight of Janice's thong arranged in a good approximation of a camel's toe. Bill caught Janice's image in the mirror. Looking at the image but speaking to Janice Bill said, "Has my home been invaded by a mischievous imp?"

With a grin Janice replied, "This mischievous person is merely visiting the resident master who is ensconced on his throne."

Bill's response stopped mid-throat because Janice stood away from the door frame and began a lewd bump and grind. Her last grind presented Bill with a port quarter view of her body. Hands appeared between wide spread legs and started to massage Janice's inner thighs. When her hands were removed from his sight Bill knew that Janice was teasing her pussy because the buttocks facing him began a dance of their own. Janice's left hand slid between her legs allowing her middle finger access to her rectum.

Janice ran her finger around 'Rosebud' several times before she began to tap gently at its center. When it started to wink at Bill Janice stopped. Curling her finger into a hook Janice slid her hand forward and up. It slid easily into her vagina. Still pumping her finger in and out of her vagina Janice turned to face Bill. Slowly she rose to an upright position which forced her finger out of her vagina and up across both sets of lips. When her finger rasped across her clitoris Janice shook from head to toe. The complete the scene Janice brought her finger up to her mouth and made a production of sucking the juices off.

"Damn! You are hot!"

"Oh but sir. You saw me take my temperature. I can assure you that I haven't even reached a simmer. Perhaps your probe has a malfunction. Would you permit this body mechanic to investigate?"

"I think it might be necessary."

"I fear to approach and test. It is said that probes like yours spew liquid waste."

"You may approach and test. That piping shut down with your last bump and grind."

"And?"

"All systems were on automatic when you finished taking your temperature."

Janice, walking slowly, began to massage her breasts in a very erotic manner. She finished by flicking her nipples into hard points.

"Sir, there is a very serious problem with your probe. I just saw it bulge but there was no release of pressure."

"Perhaps a closer visual inspection will reveal a solution."

"Possibly. This body mechanic suspects that she will have to perform an oral inspection to ensure that there are no internal fractures."

Janice stood in front of Bill, scant inches from his knees. There was no denying the lust in his eyes. He needed her and she wanted him. Squatting down Janice adjusted her stance so that her arms fit freely between her knees. Reaching out with both hands she pushed Bill back against the towel she had used previously. As her hands retreated one slipped down between her thighs while the other grasped Bill's cock and began to sensuously stroke him. Leaning forward Janice dropped her mouth over the head of Bill's cock. Her tongue began to dance around the head when Bill's stomach grumbled. Removing her mouth to say something Janice's stomach grumbled in response. "Damn it! Just when things were going somewhere."

"We had better have our chowder before we play."

Janice started to stand. She was about two-thirds of the way up when Bill's orgasm erupted. The first blast hit Janice's pussy full force. The second blast lubricated both breasts. Janice had recaptured Bill's cock when her own orgasm struck. Bill's third blast filled Janice's mouth as her vaginal walls began their dance.

Bill, with some difficulty, reached behind him grabbed the towel he rested against and tossed it on the floor between Janice's thighs.

Janice noted the towel on the floor but was busy milking Bill's cock with one hand while her other hand was playing with her pussy. She kept busy nursing at Bill's cock attempting to get more of his silky cream. Sensing that she wasn't going to get any more Janice slid her mouth off Bill's cock. Her hand felt his cock convulse one last time. The resulting blast did a good job of covering her face. "Couldn't you give a girl some warning?" Janice said recovering from her surprise.

Bill, face flush with embarrassment, said, "I'm so sorry. I normally know when I'm about to cum. But there was no warning."

"Apology accepted." Janice said as she rose slowly giving cramped muscles a chance to relax. "I'm going to need a shower before I do anything else."

Bill stood up and before Janice could react molded himself to her body. His partially erect cock slid neatly between her thighs nudging aside the outer lips and caressing the inner lips as it passed. Tightening his grip Bill brought Janice's chest securely against his own. Lowering his head Bill's lips found their counterpart and began an intense sexual kiss. His hands caressed Janice from her buttocks to her shoulders.

Janice couldn't resist the renewed passion that surged from within. One leg locked behind Bill drawing him closer. Her pussy beat a tattoo against Bill's pubic bone. Her breasts slid side to side over Bill's finely haired chest reveling in the contact. Arms wound themselves around the neck of this strange, mysterious man drawing her body ever closer. Janice returned Bill's kiss with equal vigor. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed against her shores. Her nectar flowed out covering the base of Bill's cock, his balls, and ran down their thighs. Finally the waves receded to be replaced with gentle ripples. When she could Janice removed her lips from Bill's, laid her head on his shoulder and asked, "Why?"

"Because I wanted to."

"You didn't wipe before you stood up."

"I came in here to relieve my bladder not my bowels."

"Oh!" Janice said lifting her head from Bill's shoulder. Then she added, "Just look at the mess you've gotten us into."

"But such fun when we clean each other up after we eat." To emphasize the point Bill brought a hand around to Janice's face. His finger scooped a generous portion of his cum and stuck it into his mouth. After sucking and licking his finger clean Bill said, "I'll have to try again. I let it get cold."

"Your whole apartment will smell like a 'cat house' and I can't leave a mess like before,"

"I don't give a damn about the smells. They are happy smells. The mess can be cleaned up as easily as the first. To emphasize his need to share Bill spun Janice around to face the mirror. Tracing the outline of Janice's sexual blush he said, "Did this happen because you were sad or deep in thought or easing someone's pain at your clinic? No! You are happy, fulfilled and your body wants to do it again." Bill spun Janice around to face him. Tracing the outline of his own sexual blush Bill said, "I want — No! I need to share the after glow we are experiencing. To see my cum drying on your beautiful skin. To feel your nectar drying on my cock, balls, and thighs. Our scent mingling together. Will you share with me?"

"Yes! Yes! Oh God, Yes!" Janice said in a husky tone. "I fix the coffee while you start the chowder. Then we make burnt offerings together." Taking Bill's hand in her own Janice led the way to the kitchen.

Coffee was quickly prepared and consumed. The chowder was coming to a slow simmer under a low flame. Grilled cheese sandwiches were not burnt. They came out a toasty, golden brown. The sandwiches were put on plates accompanied by a bowl of steaming clam chowder. They ate in hungry silence. Their conversation resumed after a second cup of coffee was prepared.

"Now sir, I want an explanation of your taste test." Janice said.

"Simple, no alcohol." Bill replied.

Picking up her spoon Janice waved it at Bill in a threatening fashion. "That is the result, not an explanation."

"I surrender!" he said, "The day we met some five weeks ago you weren't wearing any perfume and there was no residual odor of alcohol coming from your clothing. That information was stored with your mental photograph. More pieces of the puzzle were added today. No alcohol residue on your hair and none coming from your skin. Confirmation comes from a surprise source — Me! My whole body responded to you it did not react."

" Bill, I'm afraid that your logic and conclusion escape me. Tell me what I'm not hearing."

"You are a recovering alcoholic and have been for a number of years."

"My anonymity broken by a simple taste test done to my underarm. Oh you! Just how old are you?"

"I'll be twenty-four before the year is out."

"Then I bow my head as a sign of respect to your longevity."

"Be careful, young woman."

"No, I won't because I will be fifteen before the end of the year. Now turn your chair around so I can get at you, please."

"Since you asked nicely," Bill said, "I'll comply." Putting actions to his words Bill slid his chair away from the table and turned it so Janice could approach him.

Standing up Janice walked around the corner of the table. As she lowered herself towards Bill's lap Janice picked up his soft cock holding it against his lower abdomen. Sitting down on his thighs she scooted forward to entrap Bill's member. Releasing his cock Janice put her hands behind Bill's neck and scooted forward several more inches. Janice wanted as much of Bill's cock against her as she could get in this position. Satisfied she said, "If we are to have a whole body relationship I need to hear the short version of your physical and mental health disabilities."

"Wow!" Bill said expelling a huge breath, "Will you be equally candid?"

"Yes! I'll go first since I believe my list is shorter than yours. I'm sixty and fourteen respectively. My stats are 36B-26-38 and 130 lbs. I enjoy excellent health and maintain my shape with regular exercise and diet. One near death experience... ovarian cysts, both removed. Other than the usual bumps, bruises, and emotional scarring what you see is what you get."

"Before I start do you think that we can fix a cup of coffee for both of us?"

"Sure, I think we can manage that."

Using one hand and arm apiece Janice and Bill filled two cups with coffee and the sugar needed to sweeten them having several giggles along the way.

After taking a few sips Bill began. "My first combat cruise started on my twentieth birthday. Combat support in northern South Vietnam and bombing raids in North Vietnam. Went from 180 to 150 by the time we hit the States in June of '65. At the start of the second cruise, while still twenty, I had all four wisdom teeth surgically removed. No room in my mouth. Good cruise, only lost thirty pounds. Went from 160 to 130. April '67 saw the removal of a combined total of nine internal and external hemorrhoids. First spinal didn't work. Rather than risking a general on top of a spinal they shot my spine a second time. Rolled over the first night and ended up with a spinal headache. I think it was the morning of the ninth day after the successful operation when they pulled the packing. Mid-May to the end of June '67 I spent time at Danang. Separated late July with ten percent rating because of my piles."

Bill having paused for coffee and a breather allowed Janice to ask, "What was the weight they used for the spinal?"

"I think it was 180 pounds."

"And you took a double dose for a simple hemorrhoid operation?"

"Yes, at the L5-S1 disc space."

"Okay, I'll shut my mouth and let you give me the next installment."

"Fast forward to '79. US Army. Bent over one morning to tie my boot. Was on my face with a sharp pain in my lower back, across my left buttock and down the left leg. Low back strain — back school and meds. Fast forward to '82. Same symptoms, bi-lateral this time. The Navy attempted everything in their book. 1983, ulcer bleed, near death. 1986 — chest pains, mytral valve prolapse. Confirmed by the VA with the note that the leakage occurs on the compression pulse and not the relaxation pulse." Bill stopped at that point because he needed a break to rest his jaw, wanted a slug of coffee and needed to piss.

"Bill, you are a mass of contradictions. I've known men who couldn't stand up to a third of what you've been through. And yet something drives you but eats away at you."

"So, are you going to cut and run down the hall nude so the manager can evict you and save you from this mad man?"

"Damn you! You're wrong! I want us to develop a friendship, earn your respect and have a wonderful sexual relationship. I offer you that opportunity under the precepts of Alcoholics Anonymous. Perhaps it is you that can't handle a relationship. I need to use your bathroom. When I come back I'll have your answer. If no, I'll walk out of here knowing I did the right thing." Janice stood up and took two steps back. Defiance was etched in every inch of her 5' 10" frame.

Before she could turn to leave Bill rose from the chair, his face gaunt from pain. "Janice, you'll have my answer now even if I have to mop the floor." Bill spit in the palm of his hand and extended it to Janice. "I accept your offer."

Solemnly and silently Janice grasped Bill's right hand and after the traditional three pumps broke the connection.

"Damn, I should have looked at the clock when you took your meds. Screw the directions. You are taking another right now. Then we will shower and I'm putting you to bed."

"I can manage."

"No, you can't. You're caving in from the pain. You helped me when I was a mess. Let me help you when you need it. I'll walk in front of you so if you stumble you can catch your balance on me."

As they entered the bathroom Janice opened the shower door and turned on the water. Testing the water Janice told Bill to step in and support himself by placing hands on the wall. Stepped in behind him and closed the door.

Bill came to slowly. He was lying on his back and on the left side of the bed. Both positions were somehow wrong. There was something else that didn't fit which Bill couldn't quite define. Lying there his mind gradually cleared of its mist. Kitchen, pact, medication, and shower — the elements were there but felt like amorphous tentacles. Bill let them slip away. Slide, slip! No — rocking. That was it. His bed was softly rocking.




Target Ch. 02



His eyes slowly opened and scanned the bedroom. Bill recognized it as his own. Turning his head to the left Bill saw a female form on the bed. Two well shaped knees rose into the air. A name popped into his mind. A slow movement caught his eye. Ah, classic woman supine position. Hands on breasts, the slow rocking of the pelvic mound. Here was the source of the bed movement. "Can I help?" he asked the female form.

"Damn!" exploded out of Janice's mouth, "I was trying to be quiet. I didn't want to wake you."

"You were extremely quiet and you didn't wake me. I came to. I was on a bed on my back but it was the wrong side. Scanning the room I realized it was my bed and bedroom. I couldn't figure out why the bed was moving. Then I saw this female form lying next to me. Your name, Janice, was attached. The movement felt like a boat gently rocking on the swells of a wind protected harbor. That was when I realized you were taking the edge off."

"You paint such vivid pictures with your words." Janice replied, "But I was masturbating. You strongly encourage such an activity?"

"Definitely! I have many fond memories of mutual self-gratification. There were many times when my partner and I were too keyed up mentally and too tired physically to engage in strenuous sexual activity. By mutually 'taking the edge off' we were able to quiet the mind enough to allow the body to reap the rewards of sleep."

"Bill, how did you gain all this knowledge? I have people who have studied and practiced for years but they don't see the dots being connected."

"Janice — Oops! Sorry, but the body just made the mind connection. It wants bladder relief." Bill rolled onto his side letting his legs drop to the floor. Using his arms he levered himself to a sitting position. Tightening the muscles he slowly rose to a standing position, let things settle and turned toward the bathroom.

Janice was now standing at the foot of the bed. Bill hadn't even seen her move. "May I assist you, sir?" The question ended with a giggle.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I've never held a mans cock when he was taking a piss."

"Then I best lead the way before I have an accident." Several steps later Bill stood in front of the toilet. Janice came up behind him and snuggled into Bill's back. Her pubic bush tickled his buttocks. Both of Janice's arms circles around his sides. One arm and hand went south to grasp Bill's cock. The other arm and hand went north to play with Bill's sparse chest hairs and nipples. 

Janice wisely decided to pay attention to the task of helping Bill relieve himself. "There is an entirely different feel to urine coming out instead of cum."

"I'm experiencing hot flashes," Bill said, "or is there something going on behind my back?"

"I must admit that I want to play."

"And if I should show the capability of doing more?"

"When I showed up this morning I had one target — you! You were going to fuck me or I was going to know why you weren't interested. Bill, you handled the situation with empathy, compassion and considerable skill. Release and fulfillment were the rewards. I offer you my total self from now until I go to work on Monday. There are proviso's. When you first feel pain you take the meds. I'm secretary to my Saturday night meeting. I have to be there. Do you accept my offer to quench our mutual lust and explore the relationship?"

"Yes, with the additional proviso that I visit your apartment tomorrow so that you can change into appropriate clothing for the meeting."

"Agreed!" Spitting on her right hand Janice extended it to Bill. Bill shook Janice's hand three times and broke the connection.

"Janice, you have forgotten the task you volunteered for."

"Oh my! I shake three times and scatter droplets all over the place."

"Passé. Three or four sheets of TP wadded up and wrapped around the tip. Then a gentle downward milking action. Depose into the water and flush."

"I'm low on caffeine." said Janice, "Care to join me in the kitchen?"

"Okay. I'll even lead the way so you can check me out." That comment earned Bill a swat on his buttocks. Both Janice and Bill laughed.

When they arrived in the kitchen Janice began to make a fresh pot of coffee. After filling the pot with water Janice filled a cup and slid it to the side.

As she prepared the basket Janice said, "Bill, I offer a suggestion with an ulterior motive. Take your medication. When we finish what we do however we do it I want to cuddle with a man who is relaxed and/or partially sated. I don't want that man to be silently gritting his teeth or silently bearing the pain."

"Okay!" Bill said reaching for the bottle containing his medication. "Would you check for munchies? There are a few things I want to see about." Bill took a caplet from the bottle, popped it into his mouth and swallowed it. After screwing the cap back on the bottle he picked up the water and drained it. Then he wondered off to the bedroom.

Walking into the bedroom Bill immediately set to work. Folding the comforter he placed it across the end of the bed. Then he tightened the sheets and blanket. Bill folded back the blanket and top sheet. Giving the bedding a few final tweaks Bill walked around the bed to the nightstand. Opening the bottom drawer he removed his toy box. It was an antique toy box. On a whim he purchased it to store his sex toys. Flipping open the lid Bill performed a quick inventory. Sleep mask, warming gel, nipple and vagina clips, Ben-Wa balls, butt plugs, vibrator's and dildo's were all present and now accounted for. Satisfied he closed the lid and set the toy box on the bed. Walking to the closet Bill removed two candle stands and filled them with fresh evergreen scented candles. He placed the first stand about half way down the length of the bed and four feet away. Reaching for the lighter on the nightstand Bill lit all six candles. Putting the lighter back he picked up the second stand, walked around the end of the bed, and placed it in the same relative position as the first. For the final touch Bill went to his dresser and powered up his CD player. The six-pack he selected contained sensual mood music of seashore and forest sounds. Pushing the play button Bill smiled at the results of his work. Walking back toward the kitchen he turned off the bedroom lights.

Janice had found crackers in the kitchen cabinets and a block of cheese in the frig. After some investigating she found the cheese slicer. Janice was finishing up the slicing and arranging on a plate when Bill walked into the kitchen.

"Ah, I see my timing was perfect. I avoided all the work." he said.

"Oh, I don't think so." Janice replied, "I think you were doing some chores yourself."

"Just tidied up the bedroom a bit."

After filling two cups with coffee Bill put them on the table and did the same with the munchies. "Shall we?" 

Janice sat on the chair she had occupied earlier. "Bill, where do you hide the ash tray?"

Bill, not having seated himself, went to the frig and took down an ash tray from the cabinet above. He then removed a lighter from a drawer under the counter top.

Janice had shaken two cigarettes from the pack she found on the table. One she placed by Bill's coffee cup. The other was placed between her lips. Bill gallantly lit Janice's cigarette. Janice took a healthy drag from her cigarette, exhaled and said, "You don't smell of smoke, there was no scent on your clothes, and the apartment has a fresh smell. How do you mask the odor?"

Bill, now seated, lit his cigarette and after exhaling said, "I don't mask the odor. I clean the air and use Febrez on the furniture, etc."

"I haven't heard the sound of an air cleaner." Janice replied.

"A small unit, easily hidden. It is an oxygen producing ionic air cleaner."

"Hmmm, I'll have to send a suggestion to the management team," Janice said.

"Oh?"

"Bill," Janice said, "you must keep what I'm about to say very, very private. I own this complex and the clinic I work at. All the team knows is that I'm a tenant and follow the rules."

"Your explanation is appreciated. It shall remain very, very private. It will allow me to pursue our relationship without compromise."

"Compromise?"

"I made a rule for myself many years ago. Your explanation means that my rule will remain unbroken."

"And that rule is?"

"Never sleep with the boss."

"Then in that case," Janice said as she stood and executed a full body stretch, "take me to your bed and let us begin to sexually explore one another."

Bill rose from his chair and with a bow indicated that Janice was to precede him to the bedroom. Every light switch on the way was turned off. Watching Janice's undulating buttocks Bill didn't notice that she had stopped two steps inside the bedroom door. Janice had to take a mini-step forward to recover her balance.

Staring at the candle lit room with its freshened bed, the scent of evergreen filled air, and sensual mood music Janice said, Oh you devious, delightful and beautiful man." Turning around she threw her arms about Bill's neck. Standing on tip-toes Janice thoroughly kissed him while she snuggled every curve into his body. Just as sudden Janice quit her hug and kiss, turned around, and backed into this man that was to be her lover. Grabbing Bill's hands with hers Janice brought them to her abdomen and then up to cover her breasts.

Janice was quick but Bill saw the tears drop onto her cheeks. Bill asked, "Why the tears, beautiful lady?" as he tenderly squeezed her breasts.

"Because of this," Janice said laying her head on his shoulders and turning it to kiss his cheek. "It's so beautiful and special."

"As it should be when two people meet for the first time to sexually explore each other."

"Oh God! You feel so good!"

"While I arouse you Janice," Bill said, "you can explain that thrice said comment." "And you can attempt to explain why you know so much about the female of the species."

"My answer will put an end to the questions I sense lurking behind those pretty eyes."

Janice removed the hands covering Bill's hands as she said, "I would like to refresh myself and tinkle."

"Okay!" Bill said as he gently massaged Janice's breasts, gave her nipples a mild tweak, and then removed his hands.

"Oh!"

"Bladder?"

"No! Pussy!"

Bill flexed his shaft several times. Janice stiffened.

"Oh my!"

"Problem?"

"No, Rosebud woke up you naughty, naughty man."

"Discomfort?"

"No, anticipation," Janice said as she bolted for the bathroom. When she returned several minutes later Janice had freshened up. Her face had been washed, hair neatly brushed, and yes, Janice had made sure she was clean down below.

Bill, sitting on the edge of the bed, reached out and drew Janice towards him. When she was within striking distance Bill bent forward and began to massage and kiss Janice's perfect orbs with his mouth and tongue.

Gently pulling Bill's closed cropped hair Janice reluctantly removed his mouth from her stimulated breasts. "I want to be flat on my back watching you arouse me to full passion."

Patting the bed Bill said, "Then join me in my play pen." Holding up both hands Bill continued, "I'll even let you enter safely."

Putting a hand on Bill's shoulder Janice stepped up onto the bed and walked to its center After sitting down she slowly lowered her head and shoulders onto the piled up pillows. Then Janice raised her knees until they pointed at the ceiling. Uncrossing her ankles Janice planted her feet on the mattress shoulder width apart. Licking her lips she let her knees slide apart. Bill stood up as Janice was making herself comfortable in the middle of his bed. "I appreciate poetry in motion." he said, "But there is a slight alteration needed." Reaching out he grabbed Janice's ankles and pulled them toward the end of the bed and together. Bill knee walked up Janice's body until he reached her waist. Sitting down Bill made sure his ball sack rested on Janice's pussy.

"Won't you hurt yourself?"

"They are as comfortable as your head and shoulders." Reaching out to his left Bill removed two bottles of lotion from the toy box. After closing the lid Bill poured a generous amount onto his right hand. Cupping his left hand Bill warmed the lotion before applying it to Janice's breasts. Slowly he started to massage his targets.

"Oh, that feels lovely." Janice said, "It's nice to see that there are considerate lovers still alive."

"I want to arouse your breasts so they want more." Bill replied, "Shock therapy I leave to the shrinks."

"Is your toy box antique?"

"Genuine. I had it appraised after buying at a flea market. An intimate, personal question?"

"Okay."

"Do you have sexual relations all through your cycle?"

"Most definitely!"

"And during your period?"

"Of course. Why should I deny myself when I'm at the most sensitive time of my cycle. I enjoy traditional sex and as well as oral sex."

"There is no reluctance from your lovers?"

"None! But they don't really know. I wear a vaginal cup from start of menses through the end. I often enjoy more intense orgasms." Janice felt her pussy respond. "Oh, you sneaky man."

"Yes, I want your mind to enjoy the pleasure that your body is experiencing." Bill picked up the other bottle of lotion, unsnapped the cap and began to decorate Janice's breasts as a chef would garnish an exotic dessert. Sliding his hands to the sides of Janice's breasts Bill contained the warming gel that threatened to escape. With his first strokes he made sure that both breasts were completely covered. Then he began a more assertive sexual massage instead of the lazy sensual massage he had started with.


Janice noted the change in her breasts and the new twitches between her thighs. "My breasts are heating up. What are you using?"

"A warming gel. I use it when I masturbate. It's greaseless and water soluble. Neutral in taste."

"I can see something I want to taste."

Reaching down to his excited cock Bill milked it from bottom to top. Collecting his pre-cum he held it above Janice's mouth and let it drip onto her lips. He then presented his palm to her.

Janice licked the offering from her lips. As she began to clean the palm of Bill's hand her pussy spasmed.

Bill felt the spasm and rose to a kneeling position. Grabbing the towel by his right side he said, "Raise that beautiful ass of yours."

Janice complied and felt the soft towel slide under her. What she didn't expect was the flash ignition of a whole body orgasm caused by the towel touching her sensitized skin. Her nipples popped into hard pebbles, breasts swelled, thigh muscles went taut with stress, abdominal muscles rippled all while Janice's pussy spasmed pouring out her nectar onto the towel beneath her.

Bill slowly knee walked down Janice's body until his knees were slightly below hers. Lowering himself to a near prone position Bill began to slide forward using his arms for propulsion. As his mouth made contact with Janice's nipples his cock slid between her fluted lips. Inch by inch Bill fed Janice his cock. He finally stopped when the head of his cock pushed gently against Janice's cervix.

When Bill raised his lips from Janice's mouth she said, "Damn, you do know how to make a lady happy. Thank you for letting my pussy adjust to your size."

Flexing his shaft several times Bill said, "You're welcome. I would hate to disappoint this particular lady." Grinning he continued, "Is there something the lady would like me to do?"

"You want me to verbalize, don't you?"

"Yes, because I have no wish to hurt you."

Contracting her muscles as tightly as she could with Bill stuffing her he did Janice said, "Then fuck me with that beautiful cock of yours until my eyes cross."

"I believe that fucking starts with something like this." he said pulling his cock out of Janice's pussy and plunging it back in. Bill slowed his pace slightly but not the full advance or retreat. He had completed four such thrusts when Bill felt Janice's pussy convulse around his cock.

"Oh my God! Do you ever know how to fuck." Janice said as her pussy convulsed after just four strokes of Bill's cock. She drew Bill down to her chest as her legs wound themselves around his.

As lips met and tongues began to dance Janice and Bill felt the paradigm shift. There would be no stopping until Bill had his orgasm. Janice wanted it as much as Bill. Raising himself Bill supported his torso on stiff arms and began to earnestly thrust in and out of Janice's pussy. Janice wanting to give Bill equal pleasure began the counter dance only a woman is capable of.

Slowly the speed of their movements increased. Each driving the other upward to the finale. A light film of sweat covered their bodies. The squishy sounds of rampant copulation dominated. An instinct told Janice that Bill was about to blow. She savagely twisted and pulled her nipples which sent the signal to her pussy. Her pussy vacuum locked itself to Bill's cock. Janice did the same thing to Bill's nipples. Bill slammed his cock into Janice as the first spurt of his orgasm flew from the tip of his cock. Three more powerful spurts followed the first.

Janice hollered, "Give me your cum. Fill me to overflowing. Can you feel me milking you?"

"Oh God! What are you doing to me. I never — "

"And now you have." Janice said as Bill slumped forward onto Janice's chest. "Be still and let your racing heart slow down."

As Bill relaxed his cock drove another powerful spurt of his cum into Janice. 

"AAIIYYEE! Is there no end to your orgasm?" Her silken sheath convulsed in another orgasm.

They lay together for several minutes enjoying the after glow of their love making. Bill was just completing his dismount when Janice burst into another orgasm. Her pussy had felt the head of Bill's cock leave the mouth of her vagina. Arms and legs held Bill in a strangle hold preventing his moving.

"Oh sweet Jesus!" Janice said as her groin beat a tattoo against Bill's lower stomach in a whole body orgasm. "I have never experienced an orgasm from dismounting."

The head of Bill's cock received numerous kisses from Janice's bouncing groin. He couldn't control the initial blast of cum that burst from his cock. The first shot covered Janice's groin completely. The next four were somewhat contained as Bill flattened himself atop Janice. "Holy shit! A spontaneous orgasm. Janice, I — " was all that came out as Janice's lips covered his.

Removing her lips Janice said, "Don't you dare say you're sorry. I'm not, I'm reveling in what just happened. Our minds were a joyful audience while our bodies did what they have done for countless times throughout history."

"I was embarrassed, sweet lady."

"Don't ever be embarrassed while we are engaged in sexual intercourse, my dear lover."

"After we shower we shall have to make the bed afresh."

"Then let us get clean with a refreshing shower."

Bill rose to stand by the bed. One hand had a strangle hold on his cock. The other he offered to Janice as an aid in helping to stand up.

Janice was giggling as she watched Bill hold his cock. "What will you gain by that maneuver?"

"If nothing else it will allow prevention of decorating your beautiful backside as I watch you walk to the shower."

"Oh my!" Janice said feeling the flow of cum down her inner thighs. "I shall endeavor to minimize the overflow of my pussy. Cupping her pussy with a small hand Janice led the way to the shower.

Bill watched Janice's undulating ass walk across the bedroom towards the shower. He felt his cock change its stance. By the time he entered the shower behind Janice Bill's cock was standing tall and proud.

Janice had entered the shower, turned on the water, and was adjusting the temperature when Bill stepped into the shower and shut the door behind him. He watched the water cascade down the front of his lover. He acted as Janice began to soap her swollen breasts.




Target Ch. 02



Janice felt the slight nudge as she started to soap down her breasts. "Oh my God! Bill, do you dare?"

"I want to attempt it but I don't want to just use you."

"But you can't if I willingly give myself to you." Surprising Bill Janice bent forward and impaled herself on Bill's cock. "Now fuck me you beautiful beast. Help me put out the fire burning in my loins."

"Support yourself on the walls of the shower. I shall make an honest attempt to quenching the fires within." Bill began to slam his cock in and out of Janice's cunt. There was no sensual love making involved. It was sex at its raunchiest. Reaching around Janice Bill mauled her breasts, tweaking the nipples occasionally.

Janice fought back as best she could. Grinding her hips she wanted to feel Bill's cock in every corner of her silken purse. Using words Janice encouraged her lover. "Fuck me! Come on, make us cum together. Faster! Harder! Oh God! Yes!"

Bill felt his balls suck up into his groin. He knew he was going to blow. Bill's thumbs and fingers found their targets. As he completed a full thrust into Janice's sopping cunt Bill savagely twisted Janice's nipples. She burst and he blew his load.

"AAIIYYEE! My God! You did it. We're cuming together. No, don't stop hammering me. Stuff me so full of your cum that it takes a week to drain out."

"Oh, you beautiful woman. You know how to get a man to give his best effort. Your silken purse has vacuum locked my cock and is sucking more cum from me."

Janice was about to say something when Bill's cock lurched twice. Each lurch sent a fresh, powerful blast of cum into Janice's pussy. Her silken sheath clamped down on Bill's cock starting another orgasm deep within her. Instead of gaining another thrust Janice felt Bill's cock begin its slide down and out of her tormented pussy. His reduced girth broke the vacuum lock.

"We need to sit down before we fall down." Bill said as he felt his cock slip from Janice's pussy. "Turn off the water then come sit on my lap."

Janice complied with great reluctance. She turned off the water and stepped back while Bill steadied her movements. Feeling Bill slowly sit Janice turned a quarter turn to land across his thighs instead of athwart them. Lazily she put an arm around Bill's neck and lay her head on his shoulder.

"Janice," Bill said, "I have never cum so much in my entire sexual life. That was one hell of a sexual exploration."

"And you, dear William," Janice replied weakly, "have given me the opportunity to feel what it is like to be truly and freshly fucked."

After resting for several minutes Janice made an attempt at standing. She was completely surprised when Bill's hand went between her legs and scooped up a generous portion of their cum. Falling back onto Bill's thighs Janice watched as Bill licked their combined cum off his hand and then sucked each finger as though he might miss some.

"Bill," Janice said her voice filled with awe, "you just ate our cum."

"Of course I did." Bill replied, "Why should I deny myself the pleasure of tasting my own cum or in this case our combined cum? When I masturbate I'm nude so my cum will fall on my body. I swallow all I can track down. My going down on you hasn't presented itself. Are you stunned by my revelation?"

"No!" Janice replied, "None of my lovers has ever offered to go down on me after filling me full of cum."

"Janice," Bill said, "I would be interested in learning how a woman can fill you full of cum."

Janice sat there stunned. "Just how do you arrive at such a conclusion?"

Bill answered with conviction. "Janice, I know that you are bi-sexual. No, you didn't say it in so many words. But the way you referenced your lovers was enough to trigger curiosity. The confirmation comes from you being empathic and your practice of homeopathic medicine.

"This is too much!" Janice said stridently, "How do you know I practice homeopathic medicine?"

Bill lifted Janice's limp hand to his mouth and kissed her fingers. "These!" There was no accusation behind his words. Just knowledge and conviction. "The other reason is your empathic response to my pain."

Janice slumped onto Bill's shoulder. Silent tears rolled down her cheeks to land on Bill's chest.

"Why do you cry, lovely lady?"

"Because I attempted to keep secrets and was caught doing it."

"Then dry your tears. You protected your privacy. With a male lover you attained sexual release. With a female lover you were able to talk out and let go the pain you drew out of your clients. You kept no secrets."

"Can we shower Bill? I'm starting to get a chill."

"I counter that offer with a nice warm robe, a cup of coffee and the explanation you seek."

They left the shower and entered the bedroom. Bill flipped on the light switch causing the room to be flooded with soft light. As he went to the closet to get robes for them Janice blew out the six candles. Bill held out a robe for Janice to slip into just as he would assist her donning a coat. "One more thing!" he said noting their bare feet. Going to his dresser Bill produced two pair of heavy wool socks. Handing one pair to Janice Bill sat down on the bed and slipped on the pair he had retained for himself. Janice followed Bill's example.

As they sipped coffee Janice said, "Okay mystery man, the stage is yours."

"Alright. I grew up with a gaggle of girls and too few male companions my age. The girls being older than I started their change. For several years prior to my own puberty and until my senior year in high school I felt I was a woman trapped in a man's body. Even my parents were unaware of the turmoil. It was during a 'flight of fantasy' that I saw two shadowy figures fighting with each other. Closer examination revealed that they were both me. One was a female and the other was a male. The shock threw me back into my physical body. It took several more out of body (OOB) experiences to stop them from fighting. It wasn't until my senior year I high school that I was able to end the turmoil by acknowledging each part of me and integrating them into a whole.

"What an amazing story." Janice said, "Why aren't there more men like you?"

"They are stupid, ignorant or a combination of both. I won't say that others like me don't exist. I have only met one who went through a similar trial. Most men have a macho figure to copy so they successfully subsume their female persona. They wouldn't know compassion or empathy if it hit them in their balls."

"So, do I get to have a relationship with the finished product?"

"No, you will teach this student and I, willingly, will share my knowledge and insight. Now shall we shower, make the bed, and sleep? Or do we skip the shower, make the bed, and sleep?"

"Bill, my batteries are about dead. I approve your second option."

Bill stood and extended a hand to Janice offering her his assistance. Janice took the offer. Together they made the bed afresh. As they finished Bill asked, "What side do you sleep on?"

"The middle!" replied Janice. "No minxlet, left or right." "Oh, right side."

"Then I will sleep on the right side so you can sleep on your right side."

"Why are you not asserting your preferred position on your own bed?"

"Simple, I want to snuggle with you."