Donald had been vague in his outline of what was to happen, but she knew whatever it was she would submit herself to it, for him. Arriving at the plac... she had been directed to she parked, went into the waiting room, and up to the receptionist. She gave her name in not much more than a whisper. There were all these other people here and did she really want any of them to know who she was?But, the receptionist was so loud in her response saying she was expected, and they would be ready for her. Making sure I didn’t get to see the other various pieces of paper that she has. The paper says: How many men get to fuck me or weeks before you get to orgasm again number of men or weeks before next orgasm 1 2 3 4 5 6 Being a cuckold, my mind goes back and forth between which number I want, a higher number for the number of men, or a low number of weeks before I get to orgasm again. I love that part of being a cuckold, the cuckold paradox. I pick up the die, my little penis getting hard in my. Fool that he was, he had been insistent that he had to support Deedee since he was responsible. His mother refused to help her. This didn’t surprise him because she had made him work at their mine to earn enough to go to university in the first place. So he had to use the money he had saved to find somewhere for them to live and to get a job.At least his mother had let him go back to their mine to work. The first two months wasn’t so bad but then his hours at the mine increased. He seemed to. Hence the week-long discussion.Well, ultimately we decided to give it a try. If worst comes to worst, we can always back out, right? So later that day, Shannon tracks down a friend of a friend of a God-knows-what and maybe gets David's number. (Bear in mind, this all happened before cordless phones - far less cell phones.)Later still, Shannon makes the call and yay! - it's really David's number! They talk for ten, fifteen minutes and we get an invitation to come on over and talk. David lives.