“Hey mom,” he barely built up the energy to spit out of his mouth.The kids got settled in just fine. Despite everything that happened, everything ...eemed normal with these two. Well, besides the obvious sense of guilt or embarrassment that Dylan showed. It’s weird that Phoebe seemed to show such little remorse, as she acted exactly as I remembered when I sent them off to college.I went over to Stacey’s room, my other daughter. She was about to finish high school this year and, up until now, I. Once settled with our drinks, Charles went over what I had been told on the phone then added a few details that the woman on the phone had omitted to tell me. One thing that I hadn’t thought about that one girl asked was what if there were 2 girls not caught at the end of the game. I was ‘interested’ to hear that another challenge would be set to find the winner.Another girl asked what was meant by ‘caught’. Charles laughed then replied saying that it meant found and escorted back to the. .. letting the story take me wherever it wished. As I wrote, my cock generally remained in a state of abject distress, and a precum drool was my constant companion. Lucky for me, I had a full box of tissues and time to devote to my muse. When the last word had been typed, I took the time to actually reread what I’d produced in that testosterone-filled blur of creation and was able to catch and correct both major and minor problems.Satisfied with the next installment of our story, I packed it. ”I thought I heard some kind of satisfaction in his voice but I wasn't sure. Quickly I turned the water off and replaced the shower-head. When I crossed the room and reached for the towel I half expected him to stop me, to touch me. But he did nothing.After I had dried myself he led me back. Back through the tunnel, back up the stairs through the trapdoor, back to the small bungalow.“Eat, get some rest. I will be back this evening.” He closed the trapdoor and left through the front door. I was.