Susan ran ahead to open the door for me so that I wouldn't crash into it. I reached the bathroom and settled to the floor. I went ahead and emptied my...bladder, since that was the original reason for me getting up at the time I did. After that, I flew into the shower for a quick rinse. As was her habit, Nancy had already adjusted the water temperature for me, so I was able to concentrate on my flying. At this point, I could not fly and do much of anything else. I was going to need a lot of. My supper eaten, I decided that I couldn't just sit around as if nothing had happened, so I took myself down to the working men's club where I could more or less guarantee that I'd see a few friendly faces. It is where my dad used to bring me and my brother, Eddie, on a Sunday lunchtime while mum cooked the dinner. Dad doesn't come here so often any more; not since Eddie got killed in Helmand Province. I never felt that Eddie was dad's favourite or anything, but he was the oldest son, so I can. And what are you going to wear in the meantime?”I shrugged again.She made an exasperated noise. “Oh, you are such a man!”We went downstairs and she said, “Well, I ... er ... I suppose I should go. You know ... leave you to get settled in.”“I don’t plan on settling too much. I’m only here for a week. Remember? It’s like I’m still in America.”She gave me a funny little smile. Not as dazzling as one of... hers ... and not as cutely lopsided as Lisa’s. It was an Emily smile. “So, when are you going. Taking it in deep into my mouth. My hand moves back to your cock. I take the head between my thumb and forefinger, rubbing it softly. Feeling my finger against your slit. A drop of pre-cum flowing out. I pull my hand to my mouth, tasting you. So sweet. I love the taste. Before returning my hand, I wet my palm with my tongue, and then wrap my hand around you. Stroking you softly. I watch you enjoying the taste of my juices. Feel the warmth of your hand. Enjoy each stroke of your hand. Mmm ....