"Do I really have to answer that? He has what amounts to a God damned harem! The other women! Your MOTHER, for crying out loud! My history teacher!" S...e growled with particular menace, "HEATHER!"She continued, "Then there's this mysterious 'Miss X.' And if that isn't bad enough, at one point you mentioned that 'some' of his other lovers have breasts even larger than mine. From that alone, that must mean we're talking probably at least three other lovers I haven't met." She was visibly upset. Dawn left the living room and opened the front door, walking the short distance to where her car was parked and retrieving her long hockey stick bag, in which she had packed her spanking implements.On her return, Stephanie had removed the thermometer from my bottom, shook it vigorously in her right hand and shook her head at the older, blonde-haired woman.“Spot on thirty-seven degrees, Ms. Sherrington,” she smiled sweetly.The shorter woman nodded and turned her full attention to me. She stared. He squeezed my hand, though, and I gave silent thanks to whatever deity might be out there for giving me a brother. Anders saved me from any further humiliation when he stepped forward and cleared his throat.He didn’t waste any time. “Donal and Solona are going to perform the ritual. I’ll be going into the Fade. I’ve no idea how long this will take, so don’t go getting all antsy and cutting off any heads, yes?” He made eye contact with each of us, winking cheekily at me when I rolled my eyes.. I was also 42, with - for you out there who care - a 7" moderately thick cut cock and a few extra pounds. In 2004 we went to Jamaica for a two week's stay at a resort for our 21st wedding anniversary. As with most real couples with lives and k**s, our sex life, although generally good, had had its ups and downs, but with the youngest k** just off to college I was looking at trying to jazz it up again. We had fallen into a comfortable rut, usually some heavy petting once or twice a week followed.