”She was ok with that and we went to sleep.The next morning, I woke to the smell of fresh coffee, and did I smell bacon? I stroked my piss hardon an... was tempted to call her up. Thinking about Don coming over, I opted not to, and after pissing my hardon away, went downstairs.Terry was sitting at the kitchen table wearing her skin. On the table in front of her was this monster of a dildo. It had to be at least ten inches long, and as thick as her wrist. It was also very black.“Ah, what is that. ”“I know, Juss, I lost it when you confessed and, well, moving back to Sandmouth Bay and having that respite away from poor Ann and Mother ... You know, I feel have a new perspective on life—”“What, do you have a new man in your—?”“No, nothing like that, Juss, it’s only that I’m building new friendships and, well, now I just want to be able to right a few wrongs. Look, I would like you to ask Hector if he could do me a favour —”“Anything, honey, he feels just as bad about this as I do.”“Hector. A colleague brought his partner in cuffs saying he’d written in the margins of a book and was being charged with biblio-terrorism. Everyone had a good laugh but they were taking the work seriously. The worst part was waiting for another move. They tracked all the leads they had, but little was forthcoming. They waited and watched.Nearly a million people in the United States had top secret clearance, a third of which were independent contractors. The network of intelligence agents was so massive. I found this surprisingly satisfying; this voyeuristic way of 'participating!'Then again, there were other times where I would refrain from any and all masturbation until AFTER Duane was finished, and then I'd kneel on the bed between my wife's legs, and proceed to jack off on her tummy; knowing all the time as I prepared to ejaculate my seed, that Duane's was deep inside of her pussy---but that merely excited me even more, and as I came at last, my wife, Duane, and I, all three of us, would be.