Quality time.

I'm surprised when I see Yui paying at the register for all three of us, but one look at Piya, her face flushed with embarrassment and still slightly shaking as it seems like she is trying to transport herself out the door with as little notice to her as possible I realize Yui is picking up on the same thing.

That doesn't stop Yui from teasing Piya once get back onto to the pavilion and continue shopping. "Damn Piya, didn't get enough last night you needed a kindly old Vietnamese woman to finish you off?"

Turning to me, bouncing around the two of us, "what does that say about you?"

Every time I see Yui in movement, no matter what she's wearing she can't hide how astonishing her body is. Watching her weave between Piya and I, gesturing and mimicking Piya clinching up as she got her foot rubbed, squeezing the arms of the chair.

I'm reminded of how amazingly fit and gorgeous her physique is, the way each muscle group moves in harmony every time she moves, and Yui never stops moving.

Piya's beauty is more grace and glide as we all walk together her long legs striding effortlessly, conveying a sense of sex that in the entire time I've known her she has never been able to turn off.

"You should have heard her last night," I say to Yui, not sure who I'm helping or if I am.

Piya buries her face in my chest and lets out a muffled angsty groan before playfully biting my pec. She pops her head back off my chest after I wince a bit, brushes her hair out of her face and says to her fit, extremely energetic best friend, "if you must know, last night we were experimenting with the Secret Helper and... well we're both a little sensitive still."

Yui's eyes go wide and she stops in the middle of the walkway, grabbing both of our arms to make us stop too, "what were the controls?"

"What?" I ask, earnestly confused and showing my science illiteracy.

"We weren't experimenting like that you nerd," Piya says, blushing again, "it was more in the way boyfriend and girlfriend experiment. Or like how you experimented with Holly and Jess fucking you with a strap-on."

Yui lunges at Piya and reaches up to cover her tall friend/lover/partner's mouth, letting out a hissing "shhhh," before petulantly flicking Piya in the cup of her bra to reprimand her friend, "I have a reputation as a school teacher in this town you know."

Piya rubbing her chest, wincing but I'm not sure if there isn't some pleasure in her experience as well. "You also have a reputation as a softcore smut peddler now too so why don't you flick your own tit. I'm going to get you back for that."

"I'm just saying if you were my student and you called that an experiment, I'd fail you," Yui says as she dramatically, defensively covers her flat little chest with her hands.

"Not if you witnessed the results," Piya says with a wink at Yui and blowing a kiss to me.

They both stick their tongues out at each other before breaking out into a fit of giggling and we all start walking again and the girls start shopping, again.

Bouncing in and out of shops, I assume the role of "Boyfriend: The pack-mule" as bag after bag is looped into my arm.

The tenor of the conversation gets increasingly sexual in one shop as the two of them stand in front of a mirror, looking at outfits they're considering. They compliment each other in that way women do, by expressing envy in the others bodies. Expressions of "I wish I had your ass," "I wish I had your legs" interrupt Piya telling Yui every detail of last night, what happened, how it felt.

"So, its really in your system this long huh?" Yui asks as she straightens the lines of a taut little black dress. "I bet you'd go nuts if someone did this." With that the diminutive Yui reaches up and tickles the spot on the back of Piya's neck, causing Piya to buckle as she stood in a blue knee-length backless night club number.

"Oh ffffuck... you... Knock it off," Piya moans.

I can see through the mirror, as I look at the two of them that they're getting more and more into the story, Yui in awe at the descriptions of last nights events. Piya dealing with the sense memories of it. The two gorgeous Thai women I love struggling to keep their libidos in place as they stand in front of a mirror posing in perspective new outfits, checking the way their immaculate bodies are seen in them.

Piya is the first to break the trance of the mirror turning to me and asking what I think before looking down at my crotch and immediately covering her mouth to stifle a shocked laugh.

Yui quickly turns to see and does the exact same thing before saying, "I guess that's a 'yes' for these two outfits. Let's get out of here, see if we cant get our blood flowing elsewhere huh?"

Piya and I quickly agree and the girls ring out their purchases, standing in front of me, blocking my bulging erection from the view of others as best they can. That is until we get outside the shop, where Piya makes a show of trying to figure out where to hang the newest bag. She, of course, hangs it off my bulging cock as Yui laughs and takes a picture of me.

"Okay... Okay... before we get arrested, let's get some lunch," Piya says before kissing me on the cheek and taking the bag back.

"You know, I don't think it's fair that we have our **** spots and we don't know for sure where any of our beloved AF's spots are," Yui says as we start walking towards a restaurant nearby.

"Oh, I'm sure we can figure out a few," Piya says as she holds Yui's hand.

The rest of the walk towards lunch is comprised of me, walking, hands weighted down with bags upon bags of my girlfriends' purchases and them talking to each other about explicit theories about where spots on me might be and each taking turns slyly testing their theories out in the crowded market place. Each and every one of them works.