Our lovemaking didn't stop after the first or second orgasm either. We went on until we were totally exhausted, wearing each other out. That's the rea...on I didn't get a chance to talk about Constance. Sleep seemed more important than talking about a woman's troubles and my attempt to help her.With only three days remaining before our trip to Florida, there were tons of things that we needed to get done. I was thinking that it may have been a mistake to invite Wanda to the house to research the. After I got over my health issues, I tried to get my life back. I buried myself in my work and still traveled the world. But, I sent a check to my daughter for two hundred dollars every birthday with a card, telling her about how much I loved her and a check for five hundred dollars every Christmas. The checks were always cashed and I would get the cards back with little notes from Jen, that would say that she didn't want anything to do with me because I had left them. When I could, I would. Parsons or Bea. Neither one of them seemed right for helping me come to a good decision, or for finding a way to solve this without either me giving in, or Brenda being forced to change in a way I didn't want to make her change. I thought about Mr. Chalmers, but I didn't think he'd be able to help me make a good choice either. Really, of everyone I knew, Brenda was the one person I'd have the most faith in to help me find a way for us get along better. Not the Brenda that was mad at me, or the. How’s that sound?”“A three-way, eh? So I’d get to lick some pussy?”Jim leaned forward and said in a conspiratorial whisper, “A pussy in your face and my cock in your cunt. Tell me that idea doesn’t make your panties damp?”“You sure know how to sweet talk a girl, Jim,” Cheri said, smiling. Then she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.“Yeah, you’re right. My panties are a little damp. Let’s go.”“Good girl.”Jim signaled the waiter for the check. Jim paid, took Cheri’s arm and they headed for.