I was naked now, the more so as I stood in the room with my dressed wife and host."Sit on the sofa."I did. He directed Sue to her seat and went to the...bell on the wall by the fire. Again I heard the distant tinkle and again the door opened. This time it was Mrs. Cash. Still in her maid attire still looking shy and embarrassed."Turn round and bend over, Mrs. Cash."Obediently, she did."What do you see, Mrs. Grant?"Taken aback Sue stammered."Her bare bottom." Don't be coy, Mrs. Grant."She brazened. I passed the next two off ramps, and took the third. Pulling into the shade of an industrial building, next to a cyclone fence, I dismounted, removed my helmet, and looked at Eliza."That was very strange," she answered my unspoken question. "They thought you were someone else, who had wronged them, but the image in their mind even as they were looking at you didn't match our actual appearance. It was like they were having a very specific hallucination, or vision." I thought that perhaps we. I couldn't help feeling a bit of satisfaction knowing how unpleasant it was going to be for her, especially after he fished his cock out of his dirty pants and forced it into her mouth.But on second thought, I realized that she probably didn't mind at all that he was dirty and sweaty. That was probably part of the fantasy. She wouldn't suck my cock if I was fresh out of the shower. But bring in a dirty old man covered with sweat ... or a dog, and she was all over it.She sucked the old guy's. "My name is Sander. What would you ask of me?"I said to Jón, "A potter has a table that spins to make his products. Ask him where it is." A potter uses a table that spins. Where is yours?" It broke. It was sent out to be repaired but it keeps being delayed by more urgent matters."I chuckled to myself because now a potter's wheel would now be termed of strategic importance and get all the attention it required so that it was repaired quickly.Jón said, "We will see about getting it fixed if it is.