Bitchy Barbara’s hand moved to Polly the Preggo’s swelling belly. The smooth and surprisingly firm stomach sent a sensation through her fingertips...that she hadn’t experienced before. She felt it making her pussy tingle even more than it already was from the probing of Polly the Preggo’s electrifying tongue in her mouth. Polly the Preggo’s hand had moved from her cheek to the back of her head, sliding her fingers through the soft hair, gently stroking it. Her other hand was moving up along. What did we need the savings for now? The world cruise I'd planned for our 25th anniversary was never going to happen. Paying off the mortgage seemed a better use of the money. Next was a trip to the bank where I set up a new current account for myself, arranged to have all the household bills paid from the new account. I transferred what I thought was mine from the old account and took my name off of it. It still left Penny with a tidy sum. Eighty per cent of her salary was being paid into. "The sauce is a special creation that I make with the wine I showed you. I am sure you will like it." Awww," we said when we heard about the sauce."Finally, I have a seafood risotto that I am sure you are going to love." The seafood dish was simple, but it was all colored red."I can't wait", "Everything looks so good," "Where do we start?" were the comments that the chef heard from us while we sat there looking over the food."Here, let me help you." the chef took a plate from the waiter and. He was very surprised to see how things had changed in the few weeks he was gone. To the common person nothing would seem out of the ordinary, but to a person like Greg who spent most of his time manipulating this world he could tell some major changes had taken place during his absence. He quickly stopped by his favorite chat room to hopefully learn more about what has been going on and was almost instantly flooded with greetings and questions about his absence. Unlike the outside world all.