Rhoda was just turning over and laying face down on the table with her feet facing me.Neither Pete nor Rhoda realized I was there, eight or ten feet a...ay, having almost the same view as Pete. Sis lay there in her birthday suit as I watched Pete do her back and moving ever so slowly toward her plump round butt. He squeezed and kneaded her flesh while her cushy butt undulated beneath his touch. Rhoda moaned with a sigh of pleasing acceptance. I could almost feel his hands on me. Rocking her hips. She had forgotten the encounter with the stranger the nightbefore. She awoke, her naked body pressed against her naked husband, andthought only about her happiness and the future that awaited them. Sheheaded for the bathroom, and noticed the golden robe lying on the floor.The thought of the stranger returned. She must have given him quite athrill! She pulled the robe over her, remembering the look of the man asshe did.“I wonder...”She bent over at the knees, looking back towards the mirror.. I laid back down on the couch, and did some thinking. Just how many children did Shannon want to have, we never really discussed that issue, and maybe it is time for a different house. Our finances are good. We are worth just more than 75 million. Our two businesses are both going strong. The production company is booked solid, and our film distribution company has been very busy. I was still rehashing these things, when the girls came back into the room.They filled me in on all the calls that. ‘Dear Rupert, It seems surreal to even be writing you, but I’ve wanted to for so long. I hear you’re awful about replying to fanmail, but I sincerely hope the case will be different with this one. Let me start by asking how you are. I wonder if you’re busy with filming or if you’re taking a bit of a break for now. Whatever the case, I’m confident I have a way to make it even better. I am 24 years old and married with one child. I love my family, but I am tired of being stuck here. I don’t get.