" You mean... you mean you were spending the entire day drinking?" Kate shrieked. "I don't believe it. You were drinking all day, and you couldn't eve... slip away to give me a call. That's all I wanted. Just a phone call to let me know you remembered I'm alive." I told you... I couldn't get away," Mark said. He was feeling desperate now. He had never seen his wife acting like this. Right from the day he had met her, she had been warm and understanding. He couldn't believe that one day after. “Oh, there’s no need to be rude,” she replied, “I may be getting on a bit but I still know how to give a man a good time.”“Shutting up for five minutes would be a good start,” I suggested.“Eric my husband used to say that,” she said, “Mildred, that’s me Mildred, he said, ‘for heavens sake shut up and suck my willy.’ he always called his cock his willy, like a child, never his cock or penis or anything manly, always his willy.”“That is truly fascinating,” I said.“Horrible man,” she said, “He had. “Was I that loud?”“Oh yeah Gretch, we could hear you all the way in here.”“We could hear you as well Amanda” I chimed in “Good job babe.” I saw a sheepish grin on Megan’s face.“Well, we couldn’t let you have all the fun.”“Well girls, I am exhausted now,” said Gretchen. I am heading down to Megan’s room.“I’ll be down later and join you,” said Amanda, “I’m not quite ready yet.”After Gretchen went down, the two remaining girls pressed me for details. I told them I would not kiss and tell and ask. But he hadn't said anything. It was her voice, she was sure. She had lost it for two days, after screaming to hoarsen it. She couldn't consistently maintain the lower register that Jon used. She must have made mistakes. And she was shorter than Jon, lighter, though just as hard. Her hands and feet were smaller. Her nipples were now constantly erect following a useful little bit of copycat cosmetic surgery, but weren't her natural breasts softer than his man-made ones? Their faces were identical.