What are you planning?”“What do you know about the stock market?”“It’s pie in the sky,” she shrugged, “We don’t have the money for it....��“Not necessarily,” James said. “Gamblers can beat blackjack if they know how to count cards and poker players beat other players by knowing their tells.”“That’s a very specific comment.” She narrowed her eyes at her husband, who coughed and looked innocent.“True, but it remains the same,” James shrugged. “The market has its own tells and with enough research. Two to go." As she started again I drifted"One" off into subspace and let my thoughts wander to the pleasure."Two" Three" The third digit brought back the tightness and her cheating of flicking across my prostate each time she thrust in."Four" I started breathing deeply in as she thrust each time. Relaxing with each thrust of her fingers. I was going to make it. I was going to"Five" make it and receive my reward. I knew it and that was my downfall. She saw the smile and when I glanced upon her. Standing behind her I dried her off then turned her and knelt down. She leaned to the counter and spread her legs. My tongue found her clit right away. She jumped, still sensitive from cumming in the shower. I flicked it gently with my tongue, staying on the top of it where the hood protected it instead of underneath at the base where her sweet spot was. I stayed there until she was ready for more. I pulled her down to the floor with me and she straddled my face. She leaned over me with. Again came Melissa and her Look, as plain as day. This time I even heard her lilting teen voice as well: ‘What good are you to anyone?’ Taking the tiny plastic knife that they give you in my enormous hand, I cut the cheeseburger in half, and split the fries into two parts. As with the spaghetti, half the meal never passed my lips. That night I dusted off some scales that had been in the closet and weighed myself. Yes, 295 hefty pounds. Cutting back for one day hadn’t helped. But it’s funny how.