She had indeed done just that -- Blake had helped her pick it out -- and it had gotten onto at least six magazine covers that he'd seen.But that was i...age, and she put it on as easily as putting on clothes. The private Jenny, the one he saw, the one that perhaps only he and Jenny shared, reminded him of Marilyn Monroe, too. The real Monroe. Perhaps only Jenny and he knew that Jenny Easton was a desperately unhappy camper.If Blake had to sum Jenny up in a word, that word would be "homesick". She. .. I was looking directly at her from about ten feet away. The window I was looking through was facing the front of the couch there was a standing lamp illuminating the whole area. I could see everything. Her head was tilted to the right and her eyes were glassy. She had a look of surrender on her face. Her hair was no longer tied back and was disheveled. Her mouth was open and her bottom lip was trembling. She seemed to be squealing and although the AC unit was on and the windows closed, I was. Boltan, I have a call for you on line one. Do you want to take it or do you want to call the person back?" asked his secretary."Who is it, Marilyn?" I could hear Ray's voice in the background."A Sarah Horn," was her reply."Sarah! No, I'll take this call, Marilyn. Please close my door and I don't want to be disturbed by anyone," I heard Ray responded."Sarah, is it really you?" asked Ray."Yes, it's me. I decided that we needed to talk. I have a lot to tell you; do you have the time to talk now or. And all of that, changed his attitude when he would be at home.Usually when he had sex with his wife, he was excited to be fucking Lisa again, but sometimes, he would long for the excitement of forbidden fruit and would have to imagine being in another threeway or foursome before he was able to cum into his wife’s pussy.It was at this time in his life when he took his daughter Krystal on an overnight trip to visit a college that she was considering.Despite Kyle being a good father and having a.