Driving back to the house my wife’s pager went off. Upon calling the hospital there had been a multiple car wreck with multiple serious injuries and...she was needed at the hospital. Seeing the hospital was a couple blocks away we elected to drive her there and she would call when she was ready to come home. Turning to Joyce and Amy saying she was sorry but she had to go to work. “I will leave you in the capable hands of your father Joyce. You three have fun; I will call as soon as I can.”. He lives only a short distance away so he often drives drunk. Tonight he was driving drunk. He was drunk right now.He stood there, all of us lost in the darkness of the house I'd forgotten while I travelled through the cyber gutter. "How are you doing?" Fine," I said, looking at the k**, making sure he didn't think of anything smart to say."What are you doing back here in the dark?" I was writing, but then I had to reboot because the computer, it -- it froze." Froze my ass, I bet you were. As always, she reveled in the texture, like warm velvet, and her tongue traveled in concentric circles until it was caressing under the hard ridge. Slowly, she enveloped as much of the rigid cylinder as she could, licking the shaft as she eased her mouth over it. Both quite inexperienced before they found each other, the happy couple had taught themselves some of the physical aspects of making love. Until the first time she shared a bed with Kevin, Donna had never even seen a cock. Her first. “You look great yourself.”“Thanks. I try,” Regina said, then sipped champagne from the flute glass she was holding. Jackson thought she looked incredibly regal.“So...what do you do?”“I'm a professional dominatrix,” Regina said.“That,” Jackson said, “is pretty awesome.”“I like to think so,” said Regina. “Funny, the normal response is an uncomfortable look while slowly backing away.”Jackson giggled. “Being a trans, it's hard for me to get surprised by different lifestyles.”“Trans?” Regina lifted.