She was watching us both intently.“I haven’t forgotten about you, dear.” Linda said heatedly before turning to me. “I have a better idea, hone....”“I’m all ears.” I groaned as she continued to play with me.“Trust me.” Linda grinned, copying my words from last night.I nodded happily at my wife. My direction to her had obviously worked and I liked where this was going.Linda clambered over me and slid her body over that of Emily’s. The girl’s breathing increased as my wife straddled and then gently. “It’s Genevieve, Gil. Why didn’t you say goodnight to me when you left?” There was arousal and panic in her voice. She closed her eyes tight and thought about ending the call. She wanted to ask me if I would talk with her and get her off, but couldn’t bring herself to go through with it. “I hope that’s not the only reason why you can’t sleep, Genevieve. I am sure you are aware of the time,” I calmly replied. “I’m aware. Now, answer my question.” Her voice was shaky and had an edge to it. “I. There was the smell of old smoke and I could hear in the background indistinct music and what sounded like moaning from porn videos being played. I noticed racks full of porn magazines and hardcore videos. On the opposite side of the store, through a door into a dimly lit area was a row of three or four video booths with what I was soon to learn were Glory Holes. There was an old guy at the counter who casually looked up at my hubby and me. There were about four or five other men in the. Opening the door to the master bedroom was like revealing the gate to paradise. Where the hall was of dark woods and mood lighting, the room beyond was nearly as bright as outdoors. The glass doors on both walls were open, the breeze blowing in, turning the white silk curtains into dancing ghosts, while a second set of much heavier curtains were all shoved and tied into the corners. The whole room was bright, with a white ceiling, yellow walls, light brown furniture and trim, and off-white.