Jacob was 8, and Megan was 3, when she started working as an internist at the local hospital. Jacob was 12, and Megan was 7, when she started making m...re money than me as a private practitioner.And of course, we were both 30 years old at that point. Which was when the "quit the job you love so our new neighbors can stop looking down their noses at your truck" nonsense started. Never mind that I had been the one that paid for the house. We can forget details like that.I had built up a sizable. I kept running my hand up and down my shaft, squeezing just below the head of my cock.I turned slightly away from her to be less direct. I noticed that she turned her head so she could see what I was doing, but not be brazen. When I had enough pre-cum, I rubbed that on the head of my cock and shaft for lube. At that point, Jill turned hear head some more so she could see better.At this point, I had all I could do not to cum right away. I had been thinking about this moment for years and. It’s made you braver.’ ‘Wha— No!’ Phyre shot back. ‘My deepest desire wasn’t to be brave.’ ‘Maybe it was so deep that you didn’t even realize.’ ‘No,’ she said again. That couldn’t be it. It seemed like such a waste. Of course it couldn’t be, not when she desired so desperately to have her parents back. ‘No? Then why the change?’ ‘Because… the two Skytouched are dead now. And the Solar is probably gone so there’s nobody dangerous left at his manor,’ Phyre reasoned. She left out the part with her. That night I wondered whether to wear something similar for my second day or up the stakes. I had asked a close colleague about his wife and how her photo had gone missing. Sure enough it turns out they had split up just after Christmas. I felt sorry for him in one way, but in another I took it as a green light to see how far I could push my luck. I perused my wardrobe before bed time and chose a little outfit, which would blow his socks off. On the Tuesday morning, I brought in a couple of.