I turn to look at my wife. So, she says, are you ready for round two? I don’t say anything but just smile. “Boy, somebody here looks like the cat...that ate the cheese and all” “Honey, to get this smile off my face in the next ten years will take some effort. That was so good” Her hands are slowly moving across my chest and she smells so right. If only it was possible to stop time right now. “I think I could handle a round two. I’ll certainly make the effort” “Ah, such self sacrifice from my. The red satin fabric played nicely with her matching hair and my now cherry colored rump as well. Jennifer leaned over me, close enough to feel the warmth of her skin, but not quite allowing me the honor of feeling it against my own. Though I stared into the blackness of a pillow, I knew her tits hung beside my face, challenging me to do something about it, as if I would. Face me. As she instructed me she hissed directly into my ear. I turned my head to face her and her perfume and steamy. Julia's instructions had been for me to strip and get into the hot tub. She'd even said to do so even if there was no one in the room. But I was ten minutes later than she expected, so did that change anything? Also, should I stick my head through the door and announce my arrival? And if so, before or after I stripped? I wouldn't normally have worry so much, but I feared Julia might be upset at my delay, and get even more so when Carol and Donna didn't turn up for however long it took. " I am not screwed up!" Susan shouted."You are," Brock said quietly. "You take every action or reaction as a direct indication of someone's feelings about you. You feel justified in doing whatever it is you want to do or acting however it is you want to act if it gives you an advantage. You learned that from your parents. I see that now. But I'm just as much at fault because I never let anyone correct you. That's going to change. I'm going to stop intervening when you piss someone off. I'm.