The desires of the three other women were now sated; even Jill, who was hardly twenty-three, looked weary. Dorothy looked at Nicky and me. “Oh, to be young again, and have such a deep well of stamina to match my desire,” she began. “I can see you both still have a large capacity for sex. I think we should pass you over to someone else for more correction, don’t you?” She looked at us in turn; we nodded in agreement. My pu...