"Claire, I'm not promising anything. But if I were to agree to attend one of your meetings, just to prove to you that I can do it, how would that hel... us? Husband or no husband, how could I deal with it when I see you and Chuck head toward some suite of rooms upstairs in this mansion you people meet in, while I'm left standing alone in some reception area somewhere. What would I have to imagine while you're with him? At least sitting here I can imagine anything or nothing, and I always. And something in the dark forest behind the mill smiled…*The child was born two months later and was named Jack. He was a healthy little thing, babbling and crying all day and night, but that made his parents only prouder. A such gift from god, they had both not expected after their dark times in the south. A healthy child who survived the first winter in the wilds was something wonderful. By this time Henry and Sara had settled in the old mill house and Henry has fixed a lot of things, like. I promise it will stay between you and me. I…I’ve got to go and see how Dawn’s doing.’ ‘No! It isn’t true! It can’t be true! Mr. Morris wouldn’t do something like that!’ Dawn cried when her mother told her what she’d learned from Heidi. ‘I don’t care what the police say, Mr. Morris didn’t do it.’ ‘I know he didn’t, Honey,’ Nancy said. She was surprised there wasn’t even a trace of doubt in her mind about Ben’s innocence. She knew, as sure as she was sitting on her daughter’s bed with Dawn. My semi-erect cock twitched in my pants and I followed them outside.Jeremy and my wife held hands as they made their way to a dark corner of the parking lot. He pressed Kara against the door of his SUV and thrust his tongue into her mouth. They kissed passionately as I watched alone with a stiff dick in my pants.Kara sank to her knees and fished Jeremy's cock from his pants. She wrapped her small hand around his shaft as her lips engulfed his bulbous purple head.I watched wide eyed as my wife.