"Not far. I can see it from here," She responds with a smile. She is so happy that he likes what he sees and it feels as though they have been togethe... all this time. She walks beside him carrying one of his bags as he carries the others. Cyndy has been trying to figure out how he could have lived over there for ten months with just these three bags. She decides it's not important and opens the trunk for him to put in the bags. After closing the trunk he leans his back on it and again pulls her. With no other reaction left, she chuckled. “Right,” she said. She eyeballed the room. “Nice job.” “What brings you here?” I asked. “Picking up my son,” she said. She motioned her head to the group of Youth Gymnasts in a closed off room with a large glass ceiling. “How old is he?” I asked. “Caleb is nine,” she said. “What a stupendous age,” I answered. I stretched. I suddenly realized I had to. I had been doing push ups for the last hour and hadn’t stretched at all. “Are you done working out. Her eyes still remained shut as she enjoyed his fingers deep inside her. I lay down next to her and began to stroke her body, running my hand over her flat stomach and up across her small firm breasts.I guess they were in their mid-forties, she had a lovely slim figure, shoulder-length blond hair with neatly trimmed short blond pubes to match. I started playing with her nipples then sucked on them as her husband slipped hid fingers in and out of her. They were still kissing but she was moaning. "Whoa, strong shit!"Something seemed to be forming in the vapour. Neil blinked his eyes rapidly in an effort to focus. The vapour was slowly coalescing into a definite humanoid shape. Neil was intrigued.The wall behind slowly disappeared from view as the haze solidified, the vapour taking on a denser mass. The slowly materializing form was taking on a decidedly female silhouette that was pleasing to Neil's eyes. A pair of breasts-appearing almost material enough that Neil wondered if he could.