Where you used to live before you started living with Tanya. We went to the house and chatted about things. Babies mostly. Emma’s gone off to a natu...ist resort to do whatever naturists do. Meditate or whatever. Sunborough, I think it’s called. She lost her job at the television station you know.’ ‘I know,’ admitted Maisie sadly, feeling ever so much the guilty party. ‘But Emma’s alright? I heard she was dreadfully depressed.’ ‘She was,’ Susan agreed, ‘but I think she’s got over it now. But. . like before when I felt like I was compelled to do it with Tim, but now I feel that I have to do it with you. Oh, shit! I'm starting to sound like I'm cracking up!"Oh, shit. I remembered that Camille told me that whatever power her sister had over her sort of transferred to me when I got the tickets. Was this the same thing? I caused Tim's tickets to disappear, so could it be that any wish he made prior to that might transfer to me?Once again I sighed. "What if I don't want you to... you. Apparently, he noticed because she saw the grin tugging at his lips as he sat down. What the hell was he doing? She hated that she wanted him physically. Why do I never go for nice guys? I always want the ones who are probably just in it for the sex. I don’t have a reason to think he would be any different. He couldn’t be. Could he? Damn. Why is this happening? I can’t like him. Unless I had the wrong impression of him. I don’t usually do that. To trust first impressions or give him another. My own arousal was there, of course, slowly building as Becky edged toward her climax. I started to hope I could last long enough to get her off. This motion was going to get to me, and I was afraid I might cum too soon and leave Becky hanging. I didn’t want to break the rule about being a giving lover. I varied the motion slightly by not taking such long strokes and concentrating more on the grinding when I was deep inside her. It eased the friction on the head of my cock, which had started to.