The afternoon pasted very fast. I had everything in order and was ready to go at five, sharp. By the time I reached the parking lot Kathy was there ...nd we were on our way home.We were in and out of the bathroom, dressed and out the door in record time. Kathy asks how I felt about tonight. I told her I was a little nervous, things seem to be moving so fast, sometimes it was a little hard to keep up.Kathy gently squeezed my leg and asks, “Dose that include things between us?” I put my arm. I parked my car around the corner in an alley. Grabbing my bag from the trunk I made my way around to the side of the church. The sky was covered in clouds, lightening, and loud roaring thunder. I slid the ski mask down over my face. My jeans & grey t-shirt, soaked as I opened the side door peering inside. Nothing, I went in closing the door, I locked it behind me. I made my way low across the floor to the front doors, looking about I locked them and made my way towards the rear of. Let’s hear it from her words. There comes a time in life when everything becomes routine and lack of excitement kills all the fun. I am a very fun loving and adventurous so I had to do something about it.It was a Sunday and like routine, my hubby dear fucked me twice in the bed, how boring I thought and just laid there with my legs spread. Then when he was done I went to the shower and started fingering myself. Most women reading this would agree that this happens a lot.During lunch I told him. With a small carpet, a messenger can make the trip within a week. Isabel bought three small carpets of sufficient quality that a single messenger with a dispatch pouch could move from Duchy to Duchy. I do believe that would be something my father would truly appreciate. He is not so much about himself as being able to serve, and protect the people of his kingdom. I am glad my wife can see that, it goes to speak of her heart as well. When Isabel stop at a dress shop, she dragged me in with her..