... is this - I want you to enjoy it. I want you towatch me. Even to serve me. Serve us. And it's not that I find youinadequate. Quite the reverse in...fact. You're everything I need. So whyam I doing this you might reasonably ask.... Well, I guess that's a goodquestion. So here's the answer. You are my canvas darling, and I'mplanning to paint a picture such as you have never seen. Never evenconceived of..... except you WERE caressing yourself through that silkweren't you.... Maybe I'm just. And am small endowed, so asked Greg the best man, who is in his 40s if he would consummate the marriage for us in our marriage bed. He said he would be glad too. I told Sue my wife about it and she was hesitant but I told her she knew I was unable to do it so she agreed.After the ceremony Greg followed us to our house and I carried Sue across the threshold and directly into the bedroom and onto the bed.I asked Greg how he wanted to go about this and he told me to unzip the back of her dress and. My mother was in the process of putting on her earrings. "Alright, we're leaving now, Samantha. Do you have the money for food?" I nodded, not paying much attention. "Damien wants you to go over around six to help him with something, okay? I told him you would." I started at this new information. I don't remember hearing about this. Before I could question them further, my mother and father were already out of the door. Nervousness twisted my insides. It was almost six now, I can't go. Luckily he was trained to ride such things, not be engulfed by them.There was something about this woman, something that pulled Sims to her.She was pretty but not gorgeous. The fact that Elise was younger than he never entered his mind. There was just some intangible connection that Sims could neither deny nor explain. All he knew for sure was that he wanted to keep her close to him, to protect her. He had never met anyone who seemed to need protecting more than she.The light came on in the.