I don’t know...”Emma spoke before Jess could say anything further.“I think he should be allowed to cum,” Emma said decisively. “He was nice ...nough to let me fuck him in the ass. He shouldn’t have to stay like that,” she said, pointing at my erection.Jess continued frowning as she considered.“Well, don’t forget that he ENJOYS what you did. Here’s what I’m thinking though...”She leaned over and whispered into Emma’s ear for more than a minute. Emma’s eyes widened at one point and darted toward me. I don't think I would enjoy having to shovel snow or scrape the ice off my windshield though.It started to get a little colder and I noticed that some dark clouds were coming in. I was just getting the dogs back to their yard when the first drops of rain started coming down.This was the first time in the rain for any of them at my house. I don't know what Queenie's arrangement had been at Sara's, but there wasn't anywhere for her to get out of the rain in the back yard. And it hadn't rained. Betty reached out, holding his arm, applying pressure in a signal for him to cool it.‘Al, what are you driving at?‘ Zita asked via their telepathic link. ‘I know you don’t want to admit it, especially since you’re provoking our guide, but what are you trying to establish? Surely you’re trying to prove some kind of point.‘‘Exactly what I stated, ‘ Al told her, still staring out the window, ignoring their guide. ‘Something doesn’t make sense. It’s like the propaganda during World War II, where. After a moment's pause, Greg asked, "So, you're the only one home right now?" Yes, that's right. It's just been me this evening. Was there something I can help you with Greg?" Mrs. Clark asked politely."Umm ... no that's fine Mrs. C. I'll talk to Stacey tomorrow," Greg quickly replied."Alright then, good night, Greg." Goodnight, Mrs. C." Greg slowly hung up the phone and continued to stare at the receiver for several minutes. This was a curve ball he certainly hadn't expected.For the first.