Perhaps Tim’s revelation was a blessing in disguise. I gave this situation a lot of thought, unsure what to do. In a sense I felt betrayed. Then it ...awned on me. Why was I so angry? After all, he wanted me to be happy.The next morning I woke up with a clear head, knowing exactly what I was going to do. Tim was in the kitchen making coffee. I gave him a kiss on the cheek and told him I wanted to meet the model and have him over for drinks. I wanted Tim to tell him I would like to use him as a. Although he would miss his friends on earth, the friendship he had developed with the other three was very strong. You could say he thought of them as family. Well not exactly family, he smiled, as a vision of naked bodies flashed before him, but definitely love, yes he loved each one of them for sure, "Jessie I've decided to stay." He shouted.Suzie awoke on her bunk alone. Jessie's message was given to her. I miss the three of them already and we were together just a short while ago, She. I stop and take it in as my cock starts to stiffen back to where it was before I got out the bed. "FUCK". I think to myself. See having a foot fetish is a gift and a curse. If you don't have it, you don't understand. So now I'm torn between taking my ass to work or worshiping my wife's feet for a few minutes. They were freshly painted. She keeps them done because she knows I like it, and I know she didn't shower before she went to bed. When it comes to foot fetishes there are so many degrees. The rooms were of a good size. Simple bath room and shower, a single bedroom, lounge, large kitchen and a reasonably sized utility room. Not the largest apartment, but then reasonably laid out, with everything that she needed, including television, washing machine and built in cooker and hob.Regardless, Hannah liked it and had become firm friends with Noike. They would often take the bus to work together, as well as sitting and relaxing in one another’s apartments.Noike was a stark contrast.