She was playing with my cock, looking at it closely, making it twitch, experimenting to see what made it react. "I enjoyed being with you tonight" she...said again (where did that come from?) then seemed to pause and ponder her next words. "I don't know if I'm ready to give you what you really want... I'm just not ready". She seemed embarrassed about her hesitancy. "Beth, darling, relax, this is your night, I'm having a wonderful time". I said that sincerely. She was still rubbing, when she. “Sis I got to talk to you it’s very important can I come over?” “Of course you can my husband returned to work today”. “I know he has sis that’s why I am coming over bye”. She figured she was pregnant with the boy next door; that would explain their strange behaviour that night.“Sis I have to come straight to the point; your husband is not who he says he is”. “WHAT” accompanied with a look of amazement was all she could muster in reply to a bolt from the blue like that. “He is a psychotic” she. .. my girls will lynch me if you don't come by before going home," he pleaded good-naturedly."Don't tell me you're afraid of a couple little girls?" I asked, then ducked as several things were thrown in my direction by the 'little girls' on my end."These two girls are the only things I'm afraid of. What's the problem?" There are some ... unusual complications, sir," I said. He noticed the formal tone and address right away."You have a problem. What is it and how can I help?" I have over twenty. I will not go see "Cats". Why the sudden interest in Broadway shows anyway? Gadzooks! Look at all these CD's. "42nd Street, Phantom of the Opera, Les Miserable, and what's this? A Peter Allen record!! YAAAAH" Al shrieked as he dropped the CD. Al won, sort of. I went to see "Cats" by myself. The next night at the nudie bar Al brought someone home, but I didn't. It was fun just to talk to the women. I told one girl that her fuscia chemise looked lovely. Al just stared at me like I had.