My tears were washed away by the gentle indexes, I wanted them to wash my pain away too. I stood there till I felt I could again face the cold, empty ...ouse. After I gave Sammy a bath, I went outside and sat on the porch swing. The sun looked beautiful as it stepped above the horizon. The blue and orange collided, making a light violet streak across the otherwise midnight sky. It looked like a painter was miss-striking the painstakingly perfect spot. When I finally felt relaxed enough to sleep,. "But honey, I'm your ... what do they call it ... muse. Yes! You've always said I was your muse! I've always been here before, when you were writing a book." I thought I didn't tell you I was an author," he said.She blinked. "You didn't tell me you were a best SELLING author," she corrected him. "You just said you wrote for journals of some kind." And I needed a muse for that?" He looked skeptical."Oh all RIGHT!" she snapped. "I'll just go check on our wedding rings. What's your size. I melt as he walks in. I run the nights events over in my mind. I hand him a cup of coffee as soon as he enters. We take out cups of coffee out to the car. I hand Nick the keys back. "You Drive." I say with a smile. We start down the road. We talk about everyday events. "So what do you think today will be?" he says. "It will be a good day." I say. "No that is not what I mean." I catch his meaning. "Oh I don't know." We both laugh. As we drive down the road I slide my hand over to his leg. I. She had two loves and they were both dynamite in bed in their own way.Though she had sex with Suyi a day ago, she still felt a hunger in her cunt. Since dropping in weight from 180 lbs to around 150 with her new diet, she found that her sexual appetite increased proportionately. She had every intent of coming as many times as possible this weekend. She almost pitied Derek's dick, because she was going to be merciless.Kicking off her nylons, she went into the master bedroom. Crawling into bed.