. Burt literally couldn't move.But somehow he did anyway, setting his fork to lean against the wall. Hestraightened up, raised his chin, turned first ...t the neck and then at thewaist and finally at the feet.And there she was: Lady Ann Neville, his beautiful mistress.He'd wondered if it would have been like looking into a mirror but itwasn't in the slightest. Despite his second contact with the pendant, hisBurt memories remained by far the more prominent in his brain and theyformed almost all. To fulfill the duties left to him by a man he thinks of as a father."I drummed my fingers on the arm of the recliner."But I was the one he REALLY wanted to marry," Brittany said trying to match the drama in Rachel's voice.Rachel nodded before continuing, "High school sweethearts reunited in college. You've been together for years. David tries to do his manly duty, letting you follow your own destiny BUT--it is too late!" I'm pregnant; the father is your future husband," Brittany said in a voice. "This place is big, but when the baby arrives, what then? I know she will sleep with me or you for awhile, but after that, she'll need her own room." Since I was dating all three women that lived here, we each had our own room. We had agreed on that arrangement early on to avoid jealousy issues. Whenever I was home, whichever women were also here had my full attention, dividing myself as fully as possible, except on Mondays. That was my day to relax, and to myself, if I so chose. Today was. My hard cock sprang up unleashed. “Mom, we should probably close the curtains.” They were fully drawn open and lights were completely on. There was another hotel and a couple of condos on the neighboring blocks that were as tall or taller that could look into the rooms of our side of the hotel. Anyone looking towards our room would be able to clearly see a half-naked woman on her knees and about to give a blow job to a man with a large cock; but not so close as to be able to make out.