Dumbly, I was so stiff and hard that I made no more of a move that to wrap my other hand around my erection. She sat up in the bed. I stepped away as ...he reached for her glasses on the bedroom table. She said "Drunk" to no one in particular, reached out for her husband's cock, and said, "Come here." I stumbled to say something when she said, "Thank you for getting him home safe. This is a problem but not your problem." She held out her hand and I put my dick in her palm. She felt the weight of. He didn't really care about the crew, other than Ray. They had their share from the job, they were just a means to an end, but losing all that he longed for was the nail in the coffin and for that, someone would pay.The taxi ride from Gatwick seemed to take an age. Every slow old fart that had lost his confidence, driving on the roads now only fit for lunatics, seemed to be in front. Every little minute thing became a major inconvenience, agitated him, and added to his pure rage. The cab. I was aghast at first because I'd done science subjects asa boy, nearly twenty years ago. Then I read my notes and found I couldunderstand an awful lot of it. Perhaps I've got some memory of my past as Janetsomewhere in my head. I seem to have habits, too. I took my bra off, even on thefirst night here, and put it on next morning without noticing that I was doingit, or how I did it. I didn't notice that my blouse was buttonned the other wayaround from shirts I was used to, until I had almost. .”“Don’t be silly,” Alex spoke. “My mother used to say that a husband and a lover are enough. Anything more than that becomes a complication. Well, except for occasional side gigs, of course.”Alex’s mother. Just one of the mysteries Carter could not get a hold of.“Did your mother teach you how to play men, then?” Carter asked.“Yes, of course, and how to keep them unhappy, because,” Alex smiled, seemingly completely satisfied with himself, “if they are happy, then there’s nothing else they need..