.. the fucking works. Hell yeah. The honeymoon suite, if I could get it. Why the fuck not?I grabbed her and spun her around. I smashed my mouth agains... hers, tasting fried chicken. It was all I could do to keep my tongue out of her mouth. I loved her so much I thought I would burst.“Hell yeah, baby!” I said. “Oh, hell yeah!”The weekend was beautiful. Brian and Kirsten followed us up the mountain in his car. I had gotten them a room in a little hotel a block from ours, to give them some privacy.. I deftly spread it over that insistent little pecker headand then wiped my finger by inserting it into my hole. I swear, the guywas really getting off on this as he took that opportunity to push hiscock in while my finger was still inserted!My hand and arm were suddenly pinned in place as the force of his groinwas driven down on my ass. I couldn't move and there I was with myfinger up my ass, while he was screwing me with rapid motions. The painwas building in my arm from both being crushed at. Emma even has painters in to brighten Donald’s bedroom for Dorothy and Maude to stay in.In all the commotion going on from Thanksgiving until December 21st, Donald finds himself spending more and more time at the Institute to escape the turmoil. But then only confronted with a to-do list when he gets home.A couple of weeks into this upheaval Donald pulls Emma on to his lap one night and tells her, as he kisses her face, neck, hair, and ears, “Emma, hire whoever you need to. Get this place in. . !"W-what's bothering you, Darling?" she whispered."You. Just you, Baby... nothing else." Oh darling..." she said, kissing his hand. "I-I know you want to mean that... but there's something else on your mind... Already, I can tell, and I've only known you two-months. You can't lie to me, Mark... not ever... Please? What is it? Let me worry with you? Isn't that part of our life together?"He didn't answer right away. Then: "Of course, Baby. I'll always tell you," he lied, feeling protective in.