‘Please tell me he doesn’t snore.’ Emily laughed. ‘No, but he does occasionally moan in his sl**p. He’s not loud, but I sometimes hear him w...en I pass his room at night. Jess also talks in his sl**p. It’s usually one or two words though.’ ‘Oh, what does he say?’ Carol asked out of curiosity. Emily glanced towards the kitchen before continuing. She lowered her voice so the men wouldn’t hear. ‘Sometimes he says a girl’s name. One morning as I passed his bedroom, I heard Jess muttering ‘that feels. There we go." A pass of the wand releasedhim from his paralytic state. He took an unsteady step forward. Hishands went to the undersides of his bounteous boobs, as if he couldsupport them that way. They were warm, really a part of him, andseductively soft. Their nipples pulsed and he felt an urge to touchthem. With an effort, Artie restrained himself.He said, "This is wrong. Can't you tell?" Well," she said thoughtfully, "I have left you top-heavy. It might bedifficult to walk with. Pulling the blankets back, taking off her top and on her hands n knees she slid into bed waiting to see what tonight was going to be like.After they had their heart to heart talk a few weeks back things were changing between them certainly for the better, in and out of the bedroom. Perhaps that old saying "If the wife is happy, everyone is happy" has a point lol.Anyhow getting back to the bedroom she crawled in next to him and couldn't keep her hands to herself, she wanted him so badly. Laying. I'm delighted that you've found happiness with Leslie ... cheers to you both – but from the moment I walked of the plane, I've been certain that something disturbingly unpleasant was about to happen, and that feeling is still there! Ok, some prat in a hidden corner has off'd your old douche-nozzle of an ex-boyfriend, and we'd probably all want to give the blaggard the Victoria Cross for doing it, except that I'm sure he sees you as his one remaining last loose end! Constables or not, this house.