”Then before I knew it, there we stood in front ofTHE DOOR!The door to their house, the door to my execution chamber.I suddenly thought about an old...song by country-western star Marty Robbins, another one of my Dad’s favorites. The name of the song is “The Chair,” and this song is entirely different from an identically named song years later by George Strait.In the Marty Robbins song, The Chair is an electric chair, and the condemned man is led down the hall, to the electric chair where he is. I didn't want to be exactly like Sue, I wanted to have as much sex as she did but in a different way. Now that he had fucked Sue I was hoping a little more convincing could change him back to the man I thought he was when I married him. I spent a lot of time with Sue coming up with a plan that if it worked my marriage would not only be better but our sex would be much more fun Sue knew what I really wanted and with the help of her husband Frank maybe I would get it. First I had to get him mad. She’s a solicitor too but not in my firm. We decided that we shouldn’t work together but it wasn’t easy for us.’ “Where does she live?’ Lana waited until Phoebe had placed our starters before us then continued. ‘She lives in London with her girlfriend, Sophie.’ ‘She’s gay too?’ ‘I did say we are identical. She was my first lover.’ I must have looked shocked. ‘Don’t be surprised. The rules about incest are designed to prevent genetic weaknesses – our sex was hardly likely to do that! We were. During a visit one time in a booth, I stripped down to my pantyhose and started jacking off. I thought that I locked the door to the adjoining booth. All of a sudden a older guy opens the door and see me in pantyhose. He says “what do we have here!” I tried as fast as I could to put my clothes on but he grabbed my arm and told me to relax. He then started to kiss me! I have never kissed a guy before and I knew that I wanted more. He then started kissing my neck and worked down to my nipples..