She looks down at James as he sits looking up at her. He's saying something to her, but it is too fleeting, the sound poor. I rewind and try to read ...is lips. Was it, “I love you.”? She returns to him, sits on his knee and they kiss long and deep. In my mind, she has told him she loves him. She has her back to the camera, and so I will never know for sure.She stands again, becomes busy gathering her clothes, retrieving her leather handbag from beside the bed. She sits back down next to James,. Laying there with my face in the open hole I was looking down at the floor. I saw Terry walk over in front of the massage table and he had his pants off. I could see his cock sticking out hard as a nail. He walked over to the edge of the table and when he did he brought his cock to my mouth. I took him into my mouth and began to give him pleasure. It did not take long before he climaxed and shot his sperm. I gulped it down and kept loving his cock with my mouth as he began to shrink in. Jacob briefed his security guard Bruno of his requirements and paid him some extra allowance to keep the matter between themselves. He had no doubt that Bruno would remain discrete, if he wanted to retain his expensive lifestyle at the expense of Jacob’s father.And so it was that Jacob awoke on Saturday morning, the night after the planned event. Jacob awoke from his sleep and allowed the real world to creep into his senses. He stretched and yawned. Had Bruno completed his task ? His heart. Post-post-script: She drinks a lot.Maybe I'm what they used to call an enabler but I have a difficult time faulting her for her self-medication. I don't think any of us that came back from the war ― doesn't matter if it was the jungle or the sandbox ― made it back completely undamaged; we all have our personal demons we wrestle with every night. I can remember waking up every so often screaming. If I hadn't had Kathy I probably would have slipped into the bottom of a bottle myself. Who am I to.