As I was getting ready, a text came in, “See you tonight. I want you to wear a pair of loose fitting khaki pants. Tonight is the night. Be ready.”...I responded back, “What do you mean?” and there was no reply. I was already dressed, but I made an excuse to go change from jeans to the khaki pants. My heart was racing, wondering what was going on and what might happen. As I was about to get in the car, another text comes in. “Tonight I am the focus of your entire attention. I want you to make. ’ The rejection was like a slap. Despair gripped her, then anger welled up like hot lava. ‘Get out!’ she said. ‘Emma, please, let me…..’ ‘GET OUT! GET OUT!’ She was screaming at him now. He got up and almost ran to the door. As he reached it, he turned, but she had buried her face in her hands and was sobbing wildly on the couch. His face a mask of sorrow, he opened the door and left. With a wail of anguish she flung herself flat on the cushions and cried as if her heart would break into pieces. “Friends?” Phoebe asked him.“Friends. As we should have been all along,” Eric smiled, “We’re going to live in the same house together. We have the same daughter. We both adore her. Let’s get along.”“Mom, Daddy, thank you so much! That’s beautiful!” Celeste said as she hugged them both and everyone applauded them sincerely.“That’s a very lovely moment, and I’m glad to help bring it along. Still, as much as I want us to bask in its glory, time for practical details. Yes, you will both live. "How long do you think you'll be?" he whispered back, "I'm dying to piss! Could you just cover up with a towel will I go quickly?" I quickly grabbed a towel and shouted "Yeh sure" back to him.He ran into the bathroom, whipped out his cock and pissed for England as I stood there naked in his shower, except from a towel, watching him. I couldn't take my eyes off his cock. My pussy was throbbing already, and my nipples were rock hard and rubbing against my towel. "Hey, stop looking at my dick!".