Nine hundred minutes. Fifty-four thousand blinks of those infuriatingly insignificant little red dots that suddenly had the power to drive me insane w...th frustrated self-denial. For a fact I knew how fertile the imagination could be but I’d never realised how effective it could be as a weapon when it is used against the bearer. I was adamant that I would prove Maitena’s estimation of me wrong. I would learn the patience and discipline she accused me of lacking if it killed me but that was. "You okay?" she asked."It's complicated," I said.I swear it wasn't planned. It wasn't a play on her words. What was going on in my mind just really was complicated.But she laughed, and it was a delightful laugh, the kind of laugh that in a dark and dismal environment, is like a burst of sunlight that banishes shadows and fears and stuff like that.Except she kept laughing, harder and harder, until she fell off the couch and rolled around on the floor by my feet, gasping and laughing and shaking. Christy straddled his waist. Balancing herself on her knees, she lifted slightly, in order to slip her hand between their bodies. Pulling his cock upward, she positioned it at the entrance of her sopping pussy. Sinking downward, she took his whole cock in one movement. Chad howled his pleasure. His hands clenched in a tight fist, as she rode his dick, expertly. She snapped her hips forward, causing his cock head to rub against her pubic bone. Christy moaned, as he rubbed against her G spot.. I’m not exactly comfortable with the two of you doing that. Get up, please.”With a couple of audible groans, they did so. They stood there, silently waiting. It took me a couple of seconds to figure things out.“Sit back down, you two. I’m still the same Cal that went to Disney and watched you enjoy the heck out of the rides.”“Yes, you are. But, you’re so much more than that. I don’t think I really felt it, felt your authority, until just now. Felt your nobility, your resolve. Due to Andrew’s.