He wanted my assessment of the situation and I gave him a quick overview with a positive slant. Deborah talked to me in private and I asked her if Dad...was regularly scratching her itch. She found it quite amusing and told me that she no longer had the uncontrollable itch — that somehow it was being regularly scratched. I wished her the best, although I still wanted a share of the man I loved.Dad said, "I had a call from your mother. She's doing well in her therapy and her exercise regimen and. Betty's candor and the realization I was trying to "call the kettle black" took the righteousness and indignation right out of me, as well as the hurt I had begun to feel. Tim was the next to speak and I shift my eyes to him. His massive cock still hard, he stroked it as he spoke."If we had not left the door to our room open, and Betty had not told your wife. That never would have happened." Tim said as he threw his gaze toward the monitor.I saw the scene on the monitor had changed and my ears. Someone rapped quietly on the door and Rick headed that way only to be stopped by a soft, plaintive call from the bed. Michelle reached a hand toward his side of the bed; she opened her awesome blue eyes to look for him when she couldn't touch him. "Business, Baby." Rick told her. He moved to the side of the bed; he leaned over, and kissed her full, soft lips."Come back to me, Lover." Michelle pouted."You know it, Doll." Rick vowed. Rick opened the door and a tiny, sexy, nude Cat Woman slipped. We had both booked a couple of days off work, and were planning on a shopping trip to the West End later in the day. Suzy turned her back on me and tried to go back to sleep, so I thought I'd do the same. I can usually fall asleep at the drop of a hat, but the sun was shining so brightly through the sides of the curtain that the whole room was lit up. After a few minutes I gave up trying to sleep any more and got out of bed. I pulled the curtain to one side and looked out through the window..