IT WAS ALL ABOUT LYNN'S EYES

Fresh – Slowly blended egg whites and EVOO create fresh Homemade Mayonnaise. 

Mayo – Hellmann's Real Mayonnaise.

Real – Kraft Real Mayonnaise.

Whip – Miracle Whip Salad Dressing.

No Fat – Hellmann's Fat Free Mayonnaise.

Free – Kraft Fat Free 1,000 Island Salad Dressing.

Yellow – French’s Yellow Mustard.

Brown – Gulden’s Spicy Brown Mustard.

Dijon – Grey Poupon Dijon Mustard.

Horse – Heinz Premium Horseradish Sauce.

Oil – EVOO (Extra Virgin Olive Oil) mixed with both Red and White Wine Vinegar.

he LOT Finisher

Which includes (Lettuce – a special blend of iceberg and romaine, with slices red and white Onions plus green scallions, along with hearty slices of beefsteak Tomato’s.

The STOP Finisher

Which offers (Spinach, hearty slices of beefsteak Tomato’s, with slices of red and white Onions plus green scallions along with Pepper rings cut from red, green, orange and yellow bell peppers).

The PLOTS Finisher

That combines both the LOT and STOP finishers without double tomato's and onions. But still includes (Pepper rings cut from red, green, orange and yellow bell peppers, Lettuce – a special blend of iceberg and romaine, with slices of red and white Onions plus green scallions, along with hearty slices of beefsteak Tomato’s and Spinach).

Unless of course you want us to add double onions and tomatoes to your Limburger and Liverwurst Sandwich. If so, then just ask us for The STOP/LOT Finisher instead.

Then with a trip to our extra item bar for any additional items that will make your Limburger and Liverwurst Sandwich a true masterpiece.

Here's where you decide what additional items that you want to go with your Limburger Cheese and Liverwurst Sandwich. At your request, we'll toss in a tablespoon of each ingredient you choose into your favorite spread. You can select just one item or each and every item we have listed below, as the potential combinations are endless. 

Whenever I have a Limburger and Liverwurst Sandwich, it's cold with just a little bit of Fresh Homemade Mayo. But please free to experiment with your own sandwich.  

Sweet Pickle Relish, Dill or India Pickle Relish, Celery, Onions (red, green and white), Tomatoes, Bell Peppers (red, green, orange and yellow) Olives (black and green), Jalapeno and Roasted Peppers. 

Then if you want to give your Limburger and Liverwurst Sandwich some added kick. Just ask us to add some of our Homemade Three Pepper Paste or 3-P to your favorite spread.

If you tell us Turn up the Heat, we’ll mix in one teaspoon. But if you tell us to Set it on Fire, we’ll mix in two teaspoons. Or if you want us to Make it Burn Baby, we’ll mix in three teaspoons.   

Wearing latex gloves we remove the stems on five or six dried Chipole and Habanro peppers.

Then we slice each pepper and under cold running water to remove the seeds and membrane. And after all the peppers have been rinsed and cleaned, we cook them over a low heat in four cups of water. While their cooking, we cut the stems and tips off five or six Jalapeño peppers, which is the third pepper in our homemade paste.

Next we slice and rinse the center portion of the Jalapeños and finely chop them for the additional item bar. Once we remove the meat from around the stem and toss it in the pot with the tips. Now we dice up about a half-cup of each red and yellow onion’s and green and red bell peppers.

When the peppers are done cooking and cooled, we place them in the blender with the onions, bell peppers, and the crushed cloves of a whole garlic bulb with a tablespoon of each of the following ingredients. Paprika, cumin, salt and course ground black pepper.

Lastly using some of the water we cooked the peppers in, we add it in slowly to our blended mix. As we're looking for the consistency of oatmeal and the ability to stick to an upturned spoon without falling off.

Once we achieve this, it's off to the fridge in a covered bowl. Where it will last about a week or until it's needed to add some extra heat to you’re favorite spread on any of our sandwiches.  

This is what happens when you don't use a grocery cart while you're out shopping.

Even though Lynn stunk to high heaven, at least her apartment didn't. But it was still a disaster.

I just hoped that Lynn was as clean on the inside, as she was getting on the outside.

An adult version of Simon Says, you can either get naked during play or just start out that way.

While giving Lynn a navy shower, pulling her hair gets me into some very hot water.

After telling her about one of my kinks, Lynn opens up to me about her former boyfriend.

As I continued pushing the shopping cart, Lynn and I slowly walked to her car. As Lynn confessed, “My apartment is a bit messy. I wasn't expecting any guests.”

Laughing I simply replied. “Don't worry; even I forget to make my bed occasionally”

Lynn chuckling now quickly said, “Me too.” As she stopped right behind a yellow Honda Civic and after Lynn opened the rear hatch I placed the paper bags holding our combined supplies within.

When Lynn removed her overcoat, she tossed it in too, right before she closed the lid. But I managed to catch a very brief but still a nice side view outline of Lynn's orange sized breasts. As my eyes widened, I was hoping that Willy or a.k.a. Little Willy as he was also known as was going to continue cooperating with me. By not rising to the occasion or to rear his ugly mushroom shaped head prematurely.

Then I pointed over to my bright orange van and said. “That's my van over there. You would be surprised at just how much fan mail I get from jealous neon signs, especially on bright sunny days like today.”

Laughing Lynn said as I opened her driver's side door. “As long as the sun's stays behind me, at least I will know that you’re still following me.”

Laughing myself I added. “Then may the sun and my van remain in your rear-view mirror. Lead the way, beautiful lady.”

Walking over to my van, Lynn pulled her car beside me and shifted it into neutral and set her emergency brake.
 

While I started my van and she waited for me, I thought to myself. “Man I dig a chick who knows how to handle a stick shift, especially if she’s willing to play with my dick-shift.”

As Lynn slowly pulled away I got behind her and she led our little convoy to a booty call back to her place. During the drive, I kept wracking my brain, trying to figure out how I was going to get Lynn into the shower. Because she truly needed one before I could fuck her properly.

And when we finally pulled onto her street, it quickly dawned on me. Lynn could be a female serial killer, who lures unsuspecting shoppers, like me, back to her place just to kill them. And I could have just unwittingly become her next victim.

But if I somehow manage to survive the night, this sexual innuendo and double entendre stuff appears to be batting a thousand. Well, at least with potential fuck buddies and girlfriends, when Lynn asked me to follow her home. All because I made our groceries have sex right there in her shopping cart.

As we unloaded the bags from the back of Lynn's car, I noticed that she left her coat behind. And I also noticed that Lynn smelled a whole lot better, without it too. Not that I was complaining or anything like that, it just seemed a bit odd to me.

But I still needed to get Lynn in the shower first. I just had to find a way to introduce that little topic in a casual conversation. And during the rather short drive here, I came up with the following approach.

Before she unlocked her door, I quickly said. “Lynn I have a small problem, because my first girlfriend would only have sex with me in the shower. Now it's the only place where I can get it hard enough to actually have sex. I can't even jerk off unless I'm in the shower and it's all her fault. Plus it even ruined my last relationship. I just hope that you’re OK with this?"

After taking Lynn's hand in mine, I continued with. "Then we can slowly work our way into having sex in other places that is, if you're willing to work with me a little? We can just start out in the shower this time before we move into the bathroom. Then we can try it again with either the sink or shower running. After that, we can even try leaving the bathroom all together, like in the hallway with just a faucet running.”

And to my surprise, Lynn bought my cock and bull story hook, line and sinker. I just hoped Willy would cooperate and not ruin my cover story when he popped to attention before Lynn and I hit the shower.

As Lynn unknowingly just signed up for my one-hour Luscious Larry Shower and Sex Special. And just to play it safe, I sill had some of Emily's peach scented shampoo and conditioner out in my van.

But I really didn't want to use them because Willy would definitely pop tall when he got a whiff of Emily’s fresh and fuzzy peach cobbler again. So I hoped that Lynn at least had some soap and shampoo available. If not, I had to take my chances with the stuff that I had stashed in the back of my van.

And I have to give special thanks or at least a shout out to Lance, Lilly, and Helen for all their prior training. By teaching me the importance of keeping my van stocked with all the essential items that I might need to change my appearance or to just freshen up a little bit.

As Lynn opened the main door to her apartment complex, it opened to a central hallway with four units on the main floor and two staircases leading up to the second floor. And right next to the door was a small table with a ledger on it. Lynn set her bag down and started writing in the book. Setting my bags down as well, I walked over to her and asked. “What’s the book for?”

Lynn quickly replied. “It’s one of the requirements for living here. Anytime we come or go, or have any guests over, we have to log ourselves as well as our guests in and out of the building. Just in case there’s a fire, flood or other emergency. So they know exactly who and how many people are in the building.”

As I quickly thought to myself, “Or they have someone to blame if anything does go wrong, you mean.”

After picking our bags back up, Lynn and I continued walking down the main hallway towards the nearest staircase. Since Lynn's apartment was up on the second floor of the eight units. Four of them were lower apartments and the other four were upper ones.

But before we reached her apartment, a girl with dirty blonde or ash blonde hair, as it was once referred too, came up the other stairwell and said. “Lynn dear, in the nine months since you moved in I have never seen you sign anyone in before. This one must be special, is he your boyfriend or something?”

As Lynn reached for the door to unlock it, she quickly replied. “Yes Izzy, he’s my boyfriend.”

Izzy’s hair ended right at her jaw line in what I commonly referred to as the perfect cock sucking length. Because when you’re engaged in either the girl on top sixty-nine position or you’re laying flat on your back and she’s sucking your dick. The ends their hair tends to tickle my balls and nut sack.

Izzy also appeared to be about five foot nine inches tall. She had brown eyes and a very nice set of small kiwi sized breasts. Izzy also could have very easily tipped the scale at around 130 pounds, if she was naked and soaking wet.

When Lynn unlocked the door and we walked in, my jaw almost hit the floor. Her door opened into a very spacious living room, with a standard 10-piece furniture set. With a sofa, love seat, chair, ottoman, floor lamp, two end tables with lamps, and a cocktail table in front of the sofa. 

The tables were all stained a dark reddish brown. And the sofa set was covered with a light brown fabric with thin pale green lines that formed a basic grid pattern. Both table lamps were lava lamps as the floor lamp in the far corner, provided most of the illumination for the room.

But the place also looked like a bomb had just exploded in there. Because there was stuff everywhere. Clothes were left lying about or scattered in piles on the floor. Lynn even had small piles of clothes stacked on every single piece of furniture or in laundry baskets throughout the entire room. Plus Lynn had a dirty glass, a used bowl, a dry crusted plate or a piece of used silverware on every flat surface that was big enough to hold one.

Sill slowly making our way to the kitchen we walked through the dining room. It had a large oval table with two captain's chairs plus four other matching chairs or mates’ chairs, without the arm rests. With a dusty china cabinet that was empty and angled in one of the corners.

In the center of the table were two candle holders that appeared to be centerpieces. And on the end closet to the kitchen was a single place setting with a set of salt and pepper shakers. There was also a bottle of ketchup and a butter dish. And not knowing exactly how long either of them was sitting out there. I would just toss them both, before I used either one of them.

And surprisingly there was nothing else of note in this room. It looked normal compared to the living room so far. But just from this first impression, I would say that Lynn lacked focus or in general she was basically a very messy person or to put it not so mildly, a slob.

Now Lynn's kitchen was a whole another story altogether. It contained upper and lower cabinets on three of the four walls that formed a wide bottom U-shape. The bottom side of the U was a bit shorter than the other two walls were because it contained the stove, sink and refrigerator. While the narrow upper half of the U were all cabinets.

A small window was centered above a very hard to see double basin stainless steel sink. In one of the basins were a bunch of dirty pots and pans. While the other one was piled high with a bunch of dirty dishes. There were even dishes of unknown origin, dirty or clean, scattered all over the counter top. 

While on the stove were a few more pans as well, that I would easily count as also being dirty. And just under half of the upper cabinets were still partially filled with assorted cups, glasses and a few remaining plates. That I would also count as being dirty too.

The remaining cabinets were filled with food items and spices. A row of drawers was conveniently placed between the sink and stove and was easily accessible to both when they were in use. It contained all of the cooking utensils and a few pieces of scattered silverware.

As I peeked in the oven, I found the remaining pots, pans and a few baking sheets. Plus, it contained around five years worth of greasy buildup and was way overdue for a thorough cleaning.

And opening the fridge was a bad idea as well. Because I had to close it right away, and it contained the remnants of something that needed to be thrown away a very long time ago. And to be honest with all of you reading this, even Lynn while she was in the supermarket smelled a hell of a lot better then the inside of her refrigerator did.

In a small pantry off the kitchen, I found a broom, dustpan, a mop and a pail. But there were also no signs of any cleaning supplies. I only hoped that Lynn had them stashed someplace else in the apartment. If not, there goes another $50.00 just to buy them. After we dropped the groceries off in the kitchen, I asked. “Could I look around the rest of your place?”

Lynn simply said, “Go ahead, and just don't mind the mess. I haven't had a chance to clean up lately.”

Thinking to myself, I said. “Yea, the last time I wore underwear was probably the last time this place was cleaned. Or it was right before you moved in, whichever came first.”

And boy, it's a good thing I had a minor in domestic engineering, or home economics to go along with my major in printing back in high school.

But as I slowly walked from room to room, I started to have my doubts. And for the first time in my life, I wasn't sure if my two full semesters of Home Economics was going to be any help here at all. 

Plus I only had a week's worth of leave, and now I had to give both Lynn and her apartment a makeover. Or at least both of them deserved a thorough cleaning, inside and out if nothing else.

Lynn's two-bedroom apartment had a full four-piece bathroom. And in it she had a tub, a separate shower, a small vanity sink and a commode. The bathroom even had two small closets and some storage space under the sink.

Lynn used one of the closets for towels and other linens. Even though the linen closet was a complete mess, at least the few towels and linens that remained inside looked clean. 

While her other closet was full of toiletries, this one was totally disgusting. Empty bottles of perfume, shampoo and conditioner were knocked over and never cleaned up. With some of the spilled contents dripping down from shelf to shelf. Tubes of toothpaste and ointments were left uncapped, and their contents were either oozing or seeping out.

And Lynn also had a least 5 bottles of nail polish that were stored without the tops as well. Four of them had been knocked over, and the fifth one dried up long ago. Taking a quick peek under the sink, it appeared that someone was here recently looking for something, because the dust rings didn't matched the shapes of the bottles that partially covered them now. 

And this was where Lynn kept all of her cleaning supplies. Not only did I find stuff the clean the bathroom, but she also kept a bottle of Mr. Clean, a bottle of Pine Sol, and a gallon bottle bleach under here too.

Lynn's spare bedroom was just full of clutter. The entire bed was covered with random stuff along with the top of the chest of drawers. And I didn't even bother looking inside the drawers, or in the closet for that matter. I just assumed that they were full as well. Saving the best for last, well at least I hoped so anyway. I still had Lynn's bedroom, her closet and the closet in the living room to check out.

The living room closet door was blocked by two laundry baskets stacked on top of each other, which I could easily move. While I was deciding to check out the closet or not, Lynn walked in and quickly asked, "So, what do you think?"

Not wanting to sound rude or spoil my chances of getting laid today. And being the nice little Italian boy from a good family that I am, I just said. “I've seen worse.”

Laughing Lynn said. “You’re being kind, go ahead and say it. I'm a lousy housekeeper.” Motioning Lynn to come closer, I briefly held my breath as I gave Lynn a big hug.

After letting her go, and started breathing normal again, I said, “If you look at the apartment as a whole, it can seem a bit overwhelming. But if we take them room by room we have the advantage.”

Lynn chuckled and asked, “How so?”

And I quickly replied, “Well it's pretty easy. There are two of us against one room. So we’re bound to win, with those odds. Plus if we knock out the biggest room first, the others will simply give in without a fight.”

Laughing Lynn said. “I never looked at housecleaning that way before. But from now on, I will. And it's me against the room, as I tackle one room at a time, thanks.”

But, before we parted ways I asked. “Is it OK if I check out your bedroom?”

Because I wanted Lynn’s permission before I simply walked into her private sleeping chamber unannounced.

Laughing again, Lynn said. “Sure why not, you've seen the rest of my place, why not my bedroom too?"

As she headed off towards the kitchen again.

Walking in Lynn's room, I discovered that it wasn't as cluttered as the spare bedroom was. The bed and most of the floor was clean. But there were still plates, cups and glasses on the mirrored dresser and the chest of drawers.

But both nightstands were clean except for a lamp on one and a clock radio on the other. Plus the closet door was closed, and when I looked inside. It looked like someone had just recently tossed a bunch of stuff in there.

But my inside voice was screaming. “If you didn't smell like a dumpster, you would be taking your own dam shower after I finished fucking the shit out of you. And because I want to fuck you so bad, at least I now know that you’ll at least be clean on the outside anyway. But the inside your pussy will be another story all together.”

You see, back in the early to mid eighties, the sexually transmitted disease base was relatively small. That coupled with the free love generation of the seventies, hardly anyone was concerned or used protection. And even I wasn't worried, as all my sexual activities so far were always skin to skin. Or just a roll of the dice, as some would call it.

But I was one of the fortunate ones though, because I never caught anything from any of my sexual partners thus far. And I continued to press my luck with Lynn here too. I just hoped that she was half as clean on the inside as she was now on the outside.

But on the outside, I quickly answered by saying. “If you think this is pampering, you should let me give you a bath.”

Lynn laughed and quickly replied. “I can hardly wait.”

Then I continued by saying. “Lynn, now please place all of your hair between your breasts and turn to face me again.”

And once she did so, I said. “Lynn, now press your body as tight against mine as you possibly can and keep it there.”

Laughing Lynn simply said. “I’ll try.”

When Lynn complied, I started washing her back and ass cheeks too. By slowly starting at the tops of her shoulders and trying to work my way down to the bottom of each ass cheek. But Lynn put her arms around my waist and pulled my groin hard against hers. And thus, she made that simple task a whole lot harder to accomplish.

Because once Willy caught the scent of Lynn's womanhood, mixed in with the peach scented shampoo and conditioner again. He started to stir all over again. And Lynn just chuckled and asked. “Oops, did I do that to you again?”

Laughing back at her, I replied. “I believe it’s just the shower, but you being here may have helped out a little bit too.”

Lynn laughing now just said, “Yeah, right.” 

When I finished washing Lynn's shoulders, back and ass, I said. “Please put your arms above her head for me.”

And when Lynn asked, “What's that for?” I simply replied, “You'll find out soon enough.”

After Lynn hesitantly raised her arms, I slowly ran all ten of my soapy digits down both sides of her rib cage. And when Lynn quickly lowered both her arms she trapped my hands against her body, and said. “That wasn't fair. I want you now so bad.”

Laughing, I asked. “But what about washing every square inch of your body?”

Lynn simply replied. “We can always finish later, like when were done.”

So I simply said. “OK then. Place you hands against the wall. With your feet back and spread them.”

Lynn just laughed and asked. “Am I under arrest for not finishing your navy shower?”

And as I softly whispered in her ear, “No miss, it’s for disturbing the peace.”

Lynn still laughing asked. “I suppose that I'll be getting hard time for that, right?”

And I just responded with. “Yes, and with no chance of parole or getting a reduced sentence for good behavior either. Now on the other hand though, I might add an extra stroke or two to your sentence for bad behavior.”

Placing my feet behind Lynn's I said. “I'm going to have to conduct a cavity search before I take you into custody and you're going to feel a little pressure.”

Then I slowly positioned Willy outside the entrance to Lynn's inviting womanhood and put both hands on Lynn’s hips.

While Willy and I both moved forward and because we were both still a little bit soapy. Willy slid right in with no trouble. And after about a half dozen slow and steady thrusts, I said. “No contraband in this cavity. We’ll have to check out the other one next.”

Lynn quickly responded with. “Cool your jets sailor, that's the only cavity you're checking out on his voyage.”

After pulling my tool all the way out until only Willy’s mushroom shaped head remained inside Lynn's warm and well lubricated pussy, I said. “We have ways of making you talk and spill your guts.”

I quickly shoved Willy’s entire length back inside Lynn’s empty pit of desire. Then after releasing Lynn's hips, I lathered up both my hands again and started washing her pelvic bone, abdomen, stomach and tits. So I started washing one of Lynn’s body parts on my slow outward stroke. And I would simply hold that very same body part on my quick inward thrust.

And to be honest with you, I spent more time washing and holding Lynn's orange sized breasts then I did all the rest of her body parts combined. But once Lynn started pressing her ass harder against my groin, my rigid shaft just kept penetrating her deeper and deeper.

But when I slowly ran my fingers lightly up and down Lynn’s rib cage this time, she Lynn only pushed her ass harder and harder against me. Finally when I felt a sudden rush of fluid heading directly towards the base of my shaft and balls, I gave Willy a few quick kegel flexes as an early warning signal.

Then I soon followed up with the real McCoy and emptied my balls deep within her. And as our combined love making potions mixed inside Lynn's womanhood, it was way to slick for Willy to maintain any kind of foothold inside Lynn’s slippery little fuck-hole anymore.

And once Willy slowly slid all the way out of Lynn's pussy so did the fruits of our combined love making labor, as it all quickly headed straight for the shower drain. 

After Lynn turned around and faced me, we held each other for a few minutes. And we truly kissed for the very first time. As our tongues faced off in Lynn's mouth, they fought tip to tip. While locked in mortal combat until we finally broke our tight embrace and called it a draw.

When I started to wash Lynn's back, ass and ribs again she asked. “Larry, when is it going to be my turn to wash you?”

I just simply replied. “When I’m finished washing you, I might let you soap me up for a little while, but only if you’re a good girl.”

Then Lynn quickly asked. “And what exactly do I need to do, to be a good girl?”

Since Lynn asked a very good question. I felt that she deserved a really simple answer, so I just asked. “Have you ever played Simon Says when you were younger?”

Lynn laughed and said. “Yes, but that was a long time ago.”

And I continued with “Well Larry Says is an adult or a couple’s only version of Simon Says. Plus, I’ve already giving you a sample of the game, when I said. “Larry says, turn the water off.”

As I lathered up my hands for another soapy pass against Lynn’s body, I said. “The rules are basically the same, except when you do something without Larry Says. Or don't do something when Larry Says, you get a penalty. And that penalty can't last any longer than a minute. Plus that penalty can either be, let your partner do something to you or you have to do something to your partner.”

Constantly rubbing my soap filled hands all over Lynn’s ass cheeks. And more like playing with them, vice washing her lovely ass. I continued saying. “When you do something right or correctly, you get a good girl or good boy from your partner. And after you collect ten good boys or girls, you get to switch roles with your partner. The Play usually lasts from three to five complete cycles of alternating rolls. Or it can also end at a predetermined time or cycle.”

When I finished washing Lynn’s back, ass and ribs again, she asked. “What's next?”

So I quickly replied. “It’s time to play Larry Says, are you ready?”

And once, Lynn replied. “I'm ready.”

I said. “Larry Says, raise both your arms above your head.”

When Lynn did so, I said. “Good Girl, that's one and only nine more to go.”

First I washed both Lynn's arm pits and her arms between her arm pits and elbows, one at a time. Then I deliberately dropped the soap and said. “Pick that up.”

And when Lynn didn't move, I said. “Good Girl, that’s two only eight more to go.”

Next I said. “Larry Says, pick up the soap.”

But as soon as Lynn touched the soap, I quickly said. “Larry Says don't move.”

Now with Lynn bent over, frozen in time, with her hand on the shower floor and supporting all of her weight. I grabbed hold of both of Lynn’s hips and stated rubbing my groin hard against her soapy ass. Then I tried throwing her a curve ball by saying. “Lincoln Says, don't get up.”

But when Lynn quickly stood up, I said. “Good Girl, that's three, four and five. You're half way there.”

Then I said. “Larry Says, Turn around.”

And when Lynn turned to face me, I said. “Good Girl, that's six only four more to go.”

Then while I was lathering up Lynn’s upper chest, tits, stomach and abdomen again, I spent a whole lot of extra time rolling her little soapy buds between my thumbs and forefingers. Then after a good five minutes of so, I said. “Larry Says, Now soap up your pussy for me.”

And while Lynn was soaping up her twat, I said. “Good Girl, that’s seven only three more to go.”

Then I moved in closer and kissed her. Sill trying to throw her off, I wrapped my arms tightly around her and said. “Larry Says, Now soap up my cock and balls.”

Although Lynn had a hard time starting because I didn't leave her much room to maneuver, but she still lathered me up and got Willy rock hard again. So I had to say. “Good Girl, that's eight only two more to go.”

And when I finished kissing her, I said. “Lather up your cunt for me again.”

But I gently started to pull Lynn's hair at the same time. And once she took her hands off my cock and balls, I just said. “Bad Girl, you just lost all of your Good Girls points and have to stroke my cock for 30 seconds.”

Then Lynn quickly protested by saying. “Pulling my hair wasn’t fair.”

And I simply replied back. “Larry says stop complaining and jack off my dick.”

When Lynn started stroking my swollen member again, I said. “Good Girl, that's one only nine more left to go.”

But before her 30 seconds expired, I said. “Larry Says, Keep going.”

As Lynn kept jerking me off, I said. “Good Girl that’s two, you only have eight more to go.”

After a few minutes, I said. “Larry Says, Don't stop.”

And Lynn kept right on stroking my cock. Next I said. “Good Girl, that's three you only need seven more.”

But once I said. “Don't stop.”

And after Lynn stopped stroking my dick and she looked up, I said. “Good Girl, that’s four only six more to go.”

Then I had to let a few heartbeats pass because I started running through my Ancient Chinese Secret or ACS long ago. After Willy settled down a little, I said. “Larry Says, Spread you legs for me.”

And Lynn did so; I soaped up her womanhood and rubbed it for a few minutes, before I said. “Good Girl, that's five your half way there.”

Next, I slowly slid a soapy digit two knuckles deep into Lynn’s womanhood. And when I pulled it out, I quickly replaced it with two digits this time. When I started to rapidly finger fuck her, I said. “Larry Says, Don't move.”

Again with Lynn frozen in time, I slowly slid my fingers out of her and started washing Lynn’s hips, thighs, and legs down to the knees. After spending a few minutes caressing each new body part, I sat on the shower floor while still facing her and said. “Good Girl, that’s was number six only four more to go.”

Then I pointed to my left shoulder and said. “Larry says, put your right foot here.”

After Lynn raised and set her foot down right where I indicated, I said. “Good Girl, that’s seven only three left.”

Then I lathered up my hands again and gently washed her leg down to the ankle. When I was finished, I placed my hands together in front of me and said. “Larry Says, Now put you right foot in my hands.”

And once again Lynn did as she was told, so I said. “Good Girl, that’s eight only two more to go.”

As I carefully caressed Lynn's entire foot, I even managed to finger stroke each one of her cute non-polished toes for a little while too. Just like they were teeny tiny dicks, after which, I said. “Larry Say's, now switch your feet.”

And as I started washing Lynn's left foot just like I did her right one, I said. “Good Girl, that's nine you only need one more.”

Then being the nice little Italian boy from a good family that I am, I just said. “Larry Says, Put your left foot here.”

As I pointed to my right shoulder and when Lynn did so, I slowly washed her leg from her knee to ankle while saying. “Good Girl, that's ten. You just completed your first round. Would you like me to turn the water on, so you can rinse off and finish your Navy Shower?”

But Lynn quickly replied, “No I can finish without you, thank you.”

And I figured that she was still mad about me pulling her hair and distracting her. So I just moved out of Lynn’s way, and let her be.

And when she was done rinsing off, Lynn just left the shower with me in there all alone with the water still running. Lynn even closed both the shower and bathroom doors behind her.

When Lynn and I finished making love and Willy slid out of her freshly lubricated pussy. We just stayed in bed, cuddled and talked for almost an hour. Before Lynn had to get up and use the bathroom.

During our conversation, Lynn and I talked about a wide variety of topics. And that included some cleaning and organizational skills that she could easily adopt into her current lifestyle. Plus to help break the ice and little bit and hopefully have Lynn open up to me a bit.

So I confessed by saying. “Lynn, I hope that you’re not completely turned off by this. And I wouldn’t blame you if you decided to throw me out on my ear, after I tell you this. But I like to wear woman’s undergarments and sleepwear. And not just around the house either, but sometimes out in public too.”

Giggling slightly, Lynn asked. “Let me get this straight. Not only did your last girlfriend only have sex with you in the shower. But she also made you parade around in woman’s undergarments too?”

And even though Fay wasn’t considered an actual girlfriend, she did meet the minimum requirements. Because she was a girl and she was also a friend. So I quickly corrected Lynn by saying. “It was my first girlfriend who let me wear her undergarments and sleepwear. And sometimes out in public too. But it was my last girlfriend who would only let me make lover ot her in the shower.”

Then Lynn cut in and asked. “Well Larry, just how many girlfriends have you had then?”

Bowing my head slightly, I confessed. “When you introduced me as you boyfriend to Izzy, that would make you my fourth girlfriend.”

As I simply lumped Fay and Suzan into being one girlfriend, vice two different ones. And having to try and explain what girl-friend meant as opposed to girlfriend. But for all of you out there reading this chapter and wondering for yourselves. Girl-friend means that not only is she a girl, but she’s also a friend too. Like Fay, Lilly and Iris were.

Not to mention all of the other girls that Helen and Lilly introduced me to, whether I was naked or fully clothed. Plus all of the young ladies that Emily had me exposing myself and jerking off for.

Not that I minded any of those encounters and would quickly do them again without any regrets or hesitation. Also a girl-friend is someone who you’re currently in a romantic relationship with. But you may still be engaging in various other sexual activities with them. Like either solo or mutual masturbation in front of each other.

And a girlfriend is someone that you’re actually romantically involved with. And not just lustfully or hopefully involved with. Plus you’re actually having intercourse and sometimes oral sex with. And she’s not just another fuck-buddy or friend with benefits either. But someone that you’re committed too, so she’s committed to you.

Well now that we have that straightened out, let’s continue with the story. Shall we?

Anyway, my little trick, decoy or plan worked flawlessly. Because Lynn confided in my when she said. “Larry, I’m sorry that I freaked out on you in the shower when you pulled my hair. And don’t get me wrong, you never hurt me when you did. But my last boyfriend Howard was pretty abusive towards me. And he would pull my hair hard and force me to suck his cock. So I was scared that you were going to do the same thing.”

Lightly patting my chest, I softly said. “Lynn, I would never force you or anyone else for that matter. To do anything that you weren’t willing to do in the first place. And if you put your head up her on my chest and let me gently stroke and caress your lovely dark brown hair. I promise that I won’t try and pull it until you give me permission to do so, either verbally or silently.”

Giggling, Lynn softly asked. “How can I silently tell you to pull my hair, if I don’t say anything?”

Lightly patting my chest again, I quickly replied. “You’ll just have to put your head up here so I can tell you.”

Still a bit shy or hesitant and after a long moment or two passed, Lynn finally turned around and put her head on my chest. And I simply figured that she still wasn’t sure of my true intentions or not. Because when she turned around, Lynn’s deep and mesmerizing blue eyes were facing my hazel ones, instead of looking at my cock.

But true to my word, I started to softly caress Lynn’s long hair before saying. “Well it’s quite simple really. But first I need to ask you a couple of questions. Do you mind?”

As Lynn wiggled around slightly and tried to bury her ear into my chest. She softly said. “A girl could get used to this too. And don’t be surprised if I fall asleep on you. But go ahead and ask.”

Thinking back to Emily, and when she fell asleep on me while I was eating her out. Then about a month or so later, ultimately lead to me shoving my cock down her throat while she slept. And that also ended our potential life long relationship in the process too. So I said. “Please don’t, because if you fall asleep on me. Then I won’t be able to make love to you again.”

Giggling, Lynn quickly shot back. “But we’re not in the bathroom or the shower.” 

Giggling back at her, I had to confess by saying. “Lynn, I just made that up because I wanted to see you naked by offering to give you a navy shower and to play Larry says with you.”

Laughing now, Lynn kindly said. “I thought that was a crock, but I wasn’t sure. And Larry, if I were to be perfectly honest with you, I really enjoyed the Navy shower you gave me. Plus I simply adored playing Lynn says with you, because you have to do whatever I tell you to do. And I can’t wait for that navy bath you promised me.”  

Laughing myself, I quickly replied. “Look out world; I think I just created a monster.”

As I continued to lightly stroke and gently caress Lynn’s hair. From the nape of her neck all the way down to the small of her back, where it ended. She just giggled before asking. How can I silently tell you to pull my hair?”

So I guess it was back to business and that playtime was over. So I asked. “Do you normally wear your hair down like it is now, or in a bun or ponytail?”

Still giggling, she quickly replied. “Down like it is now. But I sometimes wear in up in a bun or a ponytail. Why do you ask?”

So I calmly said. “It’s pretty simple, now that I know how you like to wear your hair. We can work on you silently telling me exactly when you want your hair pulled or want to be spanked and how hard too. Because when it’s down or loose and free like it is now. I’ll know that you don’t want your hair pulled or want to be spanked.”

 
Then I quickly gathered her hair up into a ponytail and said. “But if your wearing your hair in a ponytail like this. Whether it’s in a scrunchie or just gathered up in your hand like I’m doing now. Then I’ll know that you want me to playfully pull your hair. And if you take the time to braid it, I’ll know that you want me to pull your hair harder then I normally would.”

After releasing Lynn’s trapped hair. I made two makeshift pigtails out of her hair and continued saying. “And if I ever see you wearing your hair like this. Then I’ll instantly know that not only want your hair pulled. But that you also want to be spanked too. And just like with a ponytail. It doesn’t matter if you’re using a scrunchie, rubber bands or just your hands to hold them. But if you take the time to braid your pigtails, then I’ll also know that not only do you want me to pull your hair harder than I normally would. But you also want me to spank you harder than I normally would. And maybe even at the same time too.”

Giggling now, Lynn simply asked. “It can’t be that easy, can it? But what if I started to wear my hair up in a bun all that time, what would that tell you?”  

Giggling back at her, I softly replied. “That could either be good or bad, depending on your prospective. But if you wore your hair up in a bun, I’ll instantly know that you’ve been naughty some how. And that you’re trying to hide something from me and that you need to be spanked. But if you took the time to braid your hair before putting it up in a bun. I will know that you’ve been really naughty and need to be spanked even harder that I normally would.”

Laughing now, Lynn asked. “What about the guys, can they silently show their girlfriends that they want or that they need something from them sexually?”

Pausing for just a few minutes, I softly said. “Unless you work that out ahead of time, like we just did here. There’s no way to know for sure. Because I could only think of a couple of things, right off the top of my head. The first one is when he wears a certain shirt or pair of pants. Then you’ll know that he’s in the mood for a roll in the hay or a romp in the sack. And the second one is whenever you see his cock hanging out, whether it’s hard or soft. You’ll know that he either wants his dick sucked or that he wants to fuck you. But I suggest that a soft dick is for sucking, while a full fledged boner is for fucking.”

Practically crying now, Lynn confessed when she said. “After what Howard did to me, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to stick a dick in my mouth again. And it won’t matter if it’s hard or soft either. Because he really took advantage of me after the first time he forced me to suck his cock by pulling my hair.”

Then after swallowing hard and trying to wipe the tears from her eyes, Lynn continued by saying. “And ever since then, whenever Howard touched my hair. I would have an anxiety attack and pass out. Plus I never knew what Howard did to me either. Because sometimes I would wake up and be completely naked and other times not.”

Crying again only this time much harder then that first, Lynn continued though teary blue eyes and said. “There was this one time when I woke up completely naked. And three of her friends were all gawking at me. Plus I had cum all over me too. It was on my face, in my hair, all over my tits and dripping from my cunt too. But because they were all fully clothed, I never knew if they took advantage of me or not. Plus Howard kept inviting them over to play that dam Atari 2600 with him. You don’t have one do you?”

I stopped playing with Lynn’s hair. And I helped her wipe the tears from her eyes with the corner of the sheet, before saying. “That sounds awful and I would never put you through that. And no I don’t have an Atari game console either.”

Then Lynn continued by saying. “And that’s why I stick a man’s cock in my mouth again. Or let him eat me out. Because I don’t know what Howard’s three friends did to me, if they did anything at all. Plus I don’t even know how long I was passed out for either. And for all I know, Howard did all of that to me. And just invited his friends over to see how he used and abused me.” 

Feeling that Lynn was starting to get tense, I held her as tight as I could and in our current position. Then I just held her there, for well over five minutes, trying to give her a chance to relax again. And that’s when Lynn asked. “Larry can you play with my hair again. It feels so good and makes me want to open up to you even more.”

So as Lynn requested, I started to softly play with and gently caress her hair again. Then after a couple moments of silence passed, I politely asked. “It sounds like Howard not only physically abused you. But he also mentally and emotionally abused you too, by constantly inviting his friends over after what he did to you. And they saw you like that, so vulnerable, used and completely exposed. Lynn dear, if you don’t mind me asking, how did you end up here?”

Then once I saw that tears were starting to well up in Lynn’s eyes again. I quickly said. “You don’t have to tell me if it’s too painful for you.”

And that’s when Lynn hugged me and said. “It’s not painful at all. These are tears of joy not sadness like the other ones were. You see, I was out with Howard one day. When I saw this sign with a whole bunch of tabs all around it. And each of those pull tabs had a telephone number on it. So when Howard wasn’t looking, I took one. But the only word on the sign was ABUSED in big, bold capital letters. And that’s what drew my attention to it.”

Still holding me tight, Lynn continued saying. “So when Howard was at work the next day. I called the number. And after talking to a lady on the phone for less than five minutes, she asked for my address. Then about twenty minutes later, Izzy and two other ladies showed up in a car and a pick-up truck. And a little over an hour later, we packed up all my stuff and I was gone. Then they brought me here and I never looked back. And that was almost a year ago.

Plus you’re also the first guy that I’ve been with since Howard. And it’s good to know that there are some decent and nice guys out there in the world too. Not just a bunch of Howard’s.” 

Still playing and caressing Lynn’s long hair, I inadvertently directed each stokes towards my cock and balls. And her hair had the exact same effect on me that Fay’s did. When she accidentally discovered that lightly brushing her hair against my cock or balls, instantly made my dick grow.

And whenever Emily used the loose strands from her hair brush on my cock, she could keep me hard for hours with it. But right now, my dick was screaming for some attention. So I softly said. “I think Willy’s ready for round two. But if you would rather wait, or don’t feel that you can be intimate right now. I’ll understand. Because after telling me what happened to you, I don’t want you to feel that you’re being rushed or pressured into anything.” 

As Lynn’s teary eyes sparkled in the dim light. She softly said. “Larry I need to do this and I want to do this. Plus I also need you to try and help me put what Howard did to me behind me too. And I want you to pull my hair as hard as you can while you’re fucking me too. And if I pass out on you, please stop. So I don’t want to miss a second of it. Even if you have to wake me up a dozen times while you’re making love to me, promise me you’ll do that.”

When Lynn finished talking and switching positions, she was laying on her back. In the standard missionary position and I asked. “Are you sure you’re ready for this and want me to do it?”

Lynn only paused for a few heartbeats, before saying. “Larry, I’m as ready as I’m ever going to be. Promise me.”

While I was placing a pillow under the small of her back and grabbing a fistful of Lynn’s lovely long dark brown hair in each hand, I said. “Lynn, I promise to stop and wake you up if you pass out on me. And I won’t start making love to you again until you say that I can. You can even use Lynn says if you want to. So I’ll now that you really want to to finish fucking you.”

And when Lynn started to giggle, I finally mounted her.