”“I will, assuming that it does happen. I look forward to seeing you Stepa.”“And I you, Tatyana. The press here seems to like Gorbachev, but I...��m not sure that means much of anything. If it does, I will miss your father and Colonel Anisimova.”“They will miss you, as well. I will miss you when I go back to the Soviet Union.”“And I you, Tatyana Ivanovna.”We said our goodbyes and hung up. I went back to the kitchen to finish breakfast, and wondered if this was the event that might cause radical. The damn lock was having none of that. Flopping on her bed, she sighed and stared moodily at the ceiling. Her husband’s little rules made life dull. She was rarely on the computer, or phone or needed anything electronic at home, but the absence of those things, and her inability to simply use them when she wanted was too obvious. The rules that pissed her off the most were ‘no going outside’ and ‘no visitors.’ If she were at home, she’d have had Joey and Danny over in a minute, and they. She was gorgeous!! Thinking of one last thing she returned to the bathroom and pulled a necklace from her bag. It was actually a small black choker with a sterling heart pendant. It was the crowning touch!Her bare flesh was fully visible through the material, but she didn't seem to care about that. She was elegant in her confidence with her body. I had been standing in the middle of the room watching her move around me, styling an outfit to die for. She emerged from the bathroom and stood. "I would have let You,You know! We've been alone tons of times! Why didn't You show me Your cock years ago? You know all you have to do is ask and I always do whatever You want!"***We went out to the porch then,with beers in our hands and checked on Dad. He was still sleeping. Duke laughed when I knelt in front of Dad,lifted the blanket up and took his limp dick in my hands. The cold didn't seem to bother him! Despite what he said! I gazed up at Duke and made a big show by pointing Dad's cock.