Cathy and Jason both turned at the same time and Cathy smirked and started moaning that feminine moan of arousal while Jason tried to roll his eyes an... groan. That was enough for June and she hooted and threw a bag of cookies at them. Jason grabbed the bag and turning hunched his shoulders and lifting his arms grunted ‘Cookie Monster —-Cookie Monster want Cookie and proceeded to advance towards June when she retorted ‘No Cookie Monster want pussy, so go eat cookie and workie or NO PUSSY.’ They. I mostly just told him what was wrong, told him what I thought I needed. He would double check, and nearly always agreed. It was a surprise when one day he sent his wife over to my home office for a massage. I found out a bit about him that day, it was fine. She was Tina, and she was fine, too! One thing I learned teaching Massage Therapy for 25 years, and working in the field, is that lots and lots of men like having another man touch and look at their wife. In a safe environment like the one. If not it's not my family and I'm dead so meh.I take a look around her room fully taking in who she really is as a person, I have never learned who a person was before making their life a living tradition or a flaming wreck that takes things by storm; I'm losing myself in the madness of living countless lives in succession in ever changing body's, I have seen the face of madness, and it weighs your soul wanting only if you haven't truly been on this planet. I keep an eye on Amelia as she. Self consciously I try to stop myself mouthing the words as I read, but the flow dries up and I make a conscious decision not to let the miserable kid ruin my pleasure, but the spell is broken and I stop to take a drink from the bottle of water in my bag.Sitting back I let my mind wander as I take the roll call of my fellow bibliophiles. To my left and 3 stations behind is Bruno, his tweed jacket smelling of damp from the rain this morning, mixed with the heavy pipe tobacco that gave me his.