He's coming for me — my Bryden, my love, my loss. It won't be long now. The sound of his voice once set my legs to quivering and my heart to poundin.... If only I could hear that voice again.I sit on my bed and wait. Will the whippoorwill sing again? Will he call me to Bryden's side? The bird conjures memories, a sound we often heard as we lay hidden in our stolen bliss. In those purloined hours, the darkest of night just before the waking of dawn, we clung to each other, making promises that. I watched the brown curls on Jim's chest being exposed. I wanted to run my fingers through them, but I needed to be patient.Our shirts were undone. We slipped them off and laid them to the side. I slowly turned around, showing him all angles. His eyes were glued to me. I saw a bulge growing in his shorts, and I smiled. My thumb popped the snap on my shorts, and the zipper slowly descended. I watched Jim do the same; though realized he faced a greater challenge working around his obstacle than I. Erin wiggled with each shot and each wiggle made me shoot a little more. Finally expended, I slipped out of Erin’s bottom, but the dildo did not exit my own bottom.Before I knew what was happening I was pulled to my feet and was led to the shower with one hand on my flagging erection, one on my scrotum and one on the dildo still buried in my butt. The three luscious women began to wash me head to toe. Erin took her time cleaning her remains from my cock and was getting me hard again, then Lynn. They’ve had a remote viewing program since the 1940s and was used by personnel to see what German forces were doing. It helped America win World War II.I was taught to remote view during the Iraq war, so I’ve been doing it for more than twenty-five years. I've seen the backside of the Moon and several moons of Jupiter and Saturn. But now that I'm retired, I use it just for my entertainment…and to stay proficient.But to remote view anything or anyone, I must know the exact location of the place.