It floated around on the surface in strings of pearly white and my cock tip was red and swollen. I had cum without a catalog and without Aunt Char hel...ing me. I knew this was an important moment as I tried to pee and nothing would happen.Of course being inexperienced I didn’t know that we have some sort of a valve that stops the two from happening at the same time. I turned and sat down on the seat aiming my still erect cock into the toilet. The cold porcelain felt almost pleasurable on my hot. Along the river, we had two more wood-and-mud strongpoints where the walls ended, up against the riverbank. We had a couple more strongpoints along the river, at the docks. The docks were still a weak point, there was no way to fortify the docks and still have them usable, but maybe the artillery could help us hold the riverbank. It was what it was.We sounded the alarm and everyone started scurrying around doing their emergency tasks. Everyone in Widemouth’s militia was called up for immediate. And the next week, two more...it was happening more often now, whatever it was (but I now suspected she was fucking another guy.) I discretely tried to get her to open up about whatever it was, but she'd admit to nothing more than her usual routine. One day, she came home after Noon because she'd forgotten to take something important she needed to mail that day. She looked like she'd come straight from the gym, as she was in her baggy workout clothes. I saw her car coming up our long driveway,. I looked into the mirror and could not but help admire what Lucy had done for me. I looked years younger and I wish now I had done this to myself years ago. I was sure Harry my husband would have been proud of the way it looked.Tomorrow I was playing golf and I believed I would play better than ever knowing what I had beneath my skirt. I might even ‘go commando as Lucy called it, and wear no pants at all. Lucy had mentioned that some of the golfing women were already clients. I would be.