I am glad as I hate to think of you being stressed at any time of the day. We sip our wine, and you ask, “What’s for supper?”I smile to myself, ...nowing this question was coming. I have prepared a sumptuous meal for us. Salmon, baked with lemon dill butter, fresh green beans, steamed, and twice baked potatoes. A fresh baby green salad with a light vinaigrette dressing rounds out the meal. For dessert, a chocolate mousse, light and fluffy. After all the years I have lived alone, I love to prepare. ”“If you get that faggit ass worked over, I wanna know every detail,” Cortez reminded the sissy.“Yes, sir!”“I’m back home. I’ll hit you in the morning.”Cortez went inside and showered. Afterwards, he warmed up the plate Rox had left for him. He ate the fish, jasmine rice pilaf, and steamed veggies in front of the TV.Around eleven that night, he was jerking his dick looking at Kenji getting fucked by a person he’d titled an amateur bodybuilder. The punk was slobbing on the Negro’s thick piece. She's smiling insecurely and puts a finger to her lips, indicating I need to keep quiet about this, and then opens the door slightly. I smile back and slowly squeeze past her, while my hand brushes across her breast as if by accident. She looks at me surprised, I look back unflinching. My hand rests a little too long on her tits. She notices I'm serious and her submissive side comes forth.She follows me into the tight attendants-bathroom and pulls the door close behind her. I grab her and place. It was large, and it had a double bed and fitted wardrobes. The bathroom was also huge. When they were carrying the sofa in and were alone, George said, “Paul, I must thank you for bringing some happiness back into Ann’s life. Things have not been easy for a long time. I have never seen her so happy and honestly wish that she has a child which she so wants. I will never mention this again.”He then shook Paul’s hand and walked out of the cottage back to the main house. Paul soon had the studio.