Leaving your bedroom door opened a crack, I decided to take a chance and peek in on you. The thought of catching a glimpse of your naked flesh was too...strong to resist.. and so I peeked. Not finding you I looked closer and spotted you in your bedroom bathroom, which also had been left open a crack. I ventured further. Tip toeing through your messy room, I quietly looked through the gap in the door. In the mirror's reflection I found you. Having already dropped your robe, your naked shoulders. " The apartment was clean, really clean, for the first time in several years.Next I sat down (metaphorically -- I was already sitting down) to consider what I wanted in a lover. I checked with Aide and verified that he knew all my thoughts -- he was part of me, as he said earlier -- and asked him to take notes on the decisions I made, but hold off on actually doing anything until I gave the word. I also asked him to chime in with any suggestions he had along the way, particularly if I was. She’d turned herself on so much all she needed now was just a good pounding. But Saint just stood there by the bed. Cock jutting out from his trousers like a spear, sure, her legs up in the air ready for him, his eyes drilling holes into her wet pussy, but doing nothing with it. All he needed to do was just unzip and aim. But the bastard looked like he’d been nailed to the floor. Whatever. She wasn’t going to beg. She stood up and grabbed the t-shirt from his hand. ‘Don’t forget that, 36-. I poured a cup and told Wanda that I would try to be in the office by noon. I really wanted to finish up visiting with people so that we could go to the islands Friday. Wanda again said that she didn't think it was necessary for me to come in today but that I should come in next week. She also restated that she wanted to use a couple more days of her vacation and go to Costa Rica with us.We went to the patio for breakfast and the good coffee their machine makes. The mothers said they were going.