.. and we can find what we seek ... together..."The woman was now standing just before Calyndi, her eyes seeming to well with tears, her lips quiverin...."You may find parts of me ... unusual ... but that doesn't matter ... that doesn't make me untrustworthy..."With that comment, Calyndi pushed a bit harder into the woman's mind – after all, convincing her to ignore the large black wings that sprouted from Calyndi's back would otherwise represent quite a challenge.Once she was sure that that last. Three minutes later I was sitting on the floor in front of my refrigerator, the sheet bunched around my hips as I sat cross legged. I had furniture of course, but I liked that spot. It was warm from the little compressor that hummed, heating the freon and pumping it around the big plastic box. It vibrated softly and made me feel safe, a little less alone maybe. The Beretta was on the table, but the envelope was open now and I pawed through its contents slowly while I drank instant coffee.It. "What are you looking at?" Wendy asked me."The same thing you were looking at," I replied."I was not!" She lied."Uh-huh. Sure."My wife was as much a sucker for a pretty woman as I was.Once they all cleared out, we got into the weight room and had the whole place to ourselves. I warmed up with some shadow boxing, and Wendy headed right for the treadmill. Her legs were already warmed up from our bike ride to the school. I stretched on a nearby bench and gave Wendy a wink before starting on the. She reached up and put her arms around his neck and was slow dancing he put his hands on herhips and slowly moved them to her ass and began squeezing her butt cheeks, I asked him did she say anythingHe said she just had her head on his chest just kind of humming he then made his way up to her tits and shedidn't say anything until he began to massage them then she grabbed his hands and moved them down to her hipshe said he began guideing her hands to his cock he was rubbing her hand on his cock.