“Your body is fantastic,” remarked Dave. “I love that juicy bubble ass!”“Thank you! You aren’t that bad yourself.”“It’s all from har... work, sexy!”“The best kind.”“Shall we,” he motioned towards the bedroom with his eyes.“Of course.”Dave put out the blunt and led the shorter, pretty young man to the boudoir.Moments later, Dave had Shah’s legs in the air. His face was firmly planted in Shah’s ass crack. He’d ignored the pleas from Shah that he needed a shower. He was too turned on to wait another. He was not refusing to marry her, he was giving her space and time to assess her life choices.Penny went to bed alone, thinking about what she had learned today. Gloria popped in, to ask her what she was doing. "Don't you want another night with John, Penny?"Penny stared at Gloria, then replied, "I have to do some thinking, Gloria. You gave me a lot to ponder. Thanks for considering me, though. You are a very kind woman. John is very lucky to have you and Muriel as wives. I don't know if I am. As with many couples, the erotic flames had died down over the years. Love changed from physical desire to something deeper and more comforting. They were both disappointed with the lack of action in bed and tried many solutions without success. They could talk about the issue, but the conversation always stayed clinical. The carefully phrased, almost therapeutic mode they slipped into when discussing sex prevented arguments, yet was totally un-erotic. A book with complicated positions lay. " It was 10 o'clock, only two hours until the Winter Solstice Day feast began.Genevieve watched her husband get up from his throne and throw his clock over a shoulder as he followed after his Magistrate. An idle thought crossed her mind as she watched them walk away. She wondered, 'What would the old white haired Magistrate think if he knew that his King had a raging hard-on as he weaved his way through the crush of guests?'She smiled to herself, because she had been the cause of it. And giving.