Once the door was open and Walt took off to his next job we climbed the steep, twisty stairway to the attic. There were a couple of old trunks along w...th the usual attic treasures—some piles of this and that and a couple of pieces of old furniture ... and way at the other end of the attic was a door, a closed door. Hmmm.But no bodies—or bats.We worked our way through the detritus left by former owners to the door—and found it was locked, too. What was it with this house and locks?As I stood. Then a different thought drifted to the front of my mind, maybe my own reluctance to have sex was affecting me.Yesterday I had given in to it at almost every turn and it surprised me to find out just how much I could do and still want more. Earlier today hadn't been too bad. Merging with Nadia fed our hungers quite a bit. Then Yvonne in the shower was a touch more but it still wasn't as much as the day before. Now, I not only had more women longing for me but I wanted them too. I think I liked. I wanted to suck and lick and kiss that beautiful, gorgeous cock of his! To give him some of the pleasure he had given me, sucking my cock. Briefly, just now in the shower I had licked it, quickly, and he seemed to like it but he quickly stood me up, kissing me deeply as we ground our loins together. "I'll be waiting for you in bed, honey" I whispered as I exited the shower. I couldn't wait to make love with him again! At last he appeared, walking toward our bed, his magnificent hard-on. It was purely coincidence that the song had her name, and how he knew she loved to pick wildflowers was a mystery to her. But the import of the song, the sexual weight of the words, did not escape her, and she shifted uncomfortably in her seat. The last thing she intended to do this or any other evening was go anywhere with Billy Thornton other than back to her home. The days of dreaming about making out with him in the bed of his pickup truck were long gone! Despite herself, she smiled at the.