She and Ihave known each other for quite a while. This isn't some scheme of yoursis it to get us into a couple's therapy thing, is it? Are you havings...cond thoughts about dump... ah... going your own way in ourrelationship?" No. No. Really, eh I mean... Look I know I might could have handled ourbreak...uh...separation process better, but sure I still like you as agood friend, just...ah...ah..." I paused. "Anyway, no she is notintending that you participate in the therapy, rather...and I don't. I leave it. God want to grab my cock and just jerk the cum out. But no. This sissy will not my touch my useless sissy stick. I moan and squirm. It feels so good.I slowly slide it in and out. Forcing it towards my sissy stick in my hole. In and out angling it to hit my g-spot. My sissy ass grips it each time. I stop pushing it and just let my muscles pull it in and out. My cock straight up dripping pre-cum. After a few minutes of this intense pleasure i wanted more. I lay back more grab the toy. " Ma would never let us do something so unladylike as Taekwondo. Lastnight, Ma said Ruth kicked Pa, hurting him pretty badly, after Paspanked her." I can't believe Ruth would do anything like that!" said Daisy.I definitely wasn't going to tell Daisy about what I'd learned lastnight about Ruth. In fact, I was wondering by then whether that hadreally happened last night, or I was just imagining it -- I had dreamedit all -- going up to Anya, learning about Peter and murderousthoughts, running. The phone rang. He jumped. It was Susan. “Gordon Johnson for you,” she said as though nothing had happened between them. Suddenly it was business as usual as the call was put through. Susan wanted to chat with her friend about what she had done and pressed her internal extension number. “Lesley?” “Yes Susan, what’s up?” Susan explained quickly what she had done. “Come up here and tell me properly. I’ll send you a meeting invitation so no one will disturb us.” A few minutes later Susan was.