I feel my stomach grumble as I grab a piece of bacon and I take a small bite, the flavor exploding with pleasure on my tongue, "Thank you," I groan. "...ou're welcome!" Eli smiles and sits down at the small built in table in the kitchen. I take another bite of bacon and I look to my right as I feel the couch sink. I wave at Danny and his eyes bore into mine, challenging me. "Hmmm?" I ask, with my mouth full of food. "So, how was your talk?" I shrug and I glance over at Luke who is attempting to. Before I could move in the caretaker, Norman Dyke, a man I took aninstant dislike to, had interviewed me and explained the rules. He madeit clear that the house was a males only establishment and that femaleswere prohibited in the building at all times, which I thought was a bitof an old fashioned attitude in this day and age, but didn't make anissue of it because there were always ways to circumvent the rules. Heoccupied the ground floor front apartment and spent his time observingthe comings. I bit. I swirled my tongue around, and my wife audibly gasped. She loved when I did this with my tongue, and I loved doing it. I repeated everything, and soon—and I could tell by the way my wife stood up straighter—she would come.When it neared, and when there was no turning back, my wife pressed one hand on the back of head and pressed my face forward even more. I could barely breathe, but I didn't care. My wife was coming, and I loved it.She screamed, yelled, moaned and made noises that were. "That was nice," Kathrine said. "Very," I added. I did enjoy it. It was nice. It was a lot longer. Another week went by. We did it commissionary all week. However, I guess it wasn't enough for Lizzy. "You guys still haven't done it yet," she asked. I was in shock by what she was saying. I thought she was getting a little feisty though because on more than one occasion, I heard porn come from her room. It wasn't to surprising. I don't think she has ever been with a guy. I guess Kathrine.