She looked at me pensively, for a moment, set her coffee down, and sat up a bit straighter. “Mark, have I told you how much I appreciate you?”I sq...inted in her direction. “What do you mean? Sexually, well, yeah, to an extent that I’m often afraid you’ll wake the kids.”She tossed a piece of toast my way. “You goof! Seriously! Have I told you how much I respect how you put others first, and try very hard to see your duty, and do your duty, and never seem to flinch when doing so?”I considered her. " Way to go slut" Carol said, "Give up the game plan. Now you have given him time to think up a way to avoid things." Yeah. Right. As if. You going to try to get out of twenty-four hours of pussy Bobby?" Gee girls; I don't know. I'll have to give that some thought. I think better on a full stomach so how about Angelina's?"It was fun being with those two. Just listening to them talk to each other and insult each other was a riot. When dinner was over I told the girls that I had reached a. I like these jeans ... do you always take these on business trips? They don't look like they belong on a business dinner ... did you have any other plans for this trip?" I had hopes..." It is a bit of risk to take, to count on faith to put you in the right elevator..." I am a lucky guy, I feel lucky..." Oh you so are..." No ... just bewitched..." So it is my fault?" I don't know anymore..." I did not force you to anything, I risk everything I have exactly the same way you do. Actually it is. " Would you model it for me?"She must have wondered. We'd made love Friday night, which should have set her clock running for something three, four weeks from now. For some reason Friday hadn't been enough. I was dying for more, had to have more. My own hand would never keep me sane for three weeks. I needed her, had to have her today.Yesterday, Saturday, I'd been giving her hints. Even with the kids in the next room I'd grab her, fondle her, playfully be a PITA. Hinting at what I needed.This.